Adventure junky or just stupid?
I read a great post today by a fellow blogger who I’ve been following for some time. I was moved to leave a comment, but my comment turned into a lengthy response, which later ended up being too long to be considerate – so I’m posting it here instead. Read their post first please! Mine is below. TY mwah!
I remember how I felt the day before I skydived, the day of, and even for several hours afterwards – those hours were very anxious hours of elevated heart-rate, fear, and adrenaline rushes. I wanted to ‘face my fears’ of falling and decided the best way to do that would be to jump from a ‘perfectly good airplane.’
The jump I took was a one-off, and was a tandem jump with an instructor. The jump had been delayed several days due to stormy conditions. We all finally we got the…
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