It Finally Happened

It was a hot steamy summer day in July when it finally happened.  

The thing I had been waiting most of my life to do.  

Yeah, I’ve been there before but never gone all the way…suited up twice but no dice.

So the date was set.  

All participants were present and ready to get it on.

Everything was falling into place for the event to happen.  

Clear skies, fuel for the engine, and the chutes all packed up and ready for the adventure of a lifetime.

If you remember back in June I was supposed to skydive at the Grand Canyon.  Knocking off 2 bucket list items at one time…ya know, like killing 2 birds with one stone.  

Well due to issues that were out of my control…weather and a plane that wouldn’t start (yeah, that was a biggie,) I didn’t get to jump.

Well this past weekend IT FINALLY HAPPENED! 

I jumped out of a perfectly good airplane and plummeted down to the earth at 120 miles an hour.

Now before you say “Oh, I could never do that”…lemme tell ya all about it. 

First off, yall know I’m about living and loving BOLDLY!  

Well, this is just one of those living boldly things. And truth be told…I wasn’t the slightest bit stressed or nervous.

Until…

 …but wait let’s go back to how it went.

So first off I was given these crazy-looking pants...and trust me, they are not stylish at all.  

Then I was instructed to step into this harness.  The staff will pull it up and tighten it in all the right places…you literally don’t have to do anything.   

Simple instructions are given next…honestly I forgot most of it.  But I remembered what was important…enjoy the ride.  

Next, climb into the airplane.

We had a smooth takeoff and climbed to 10,000 feet.  It probably only took 20 minutes but it seemed like forever.  Hmmm, maybe it was the excitement or just the anticipation.

And then…the door was open…and I’m thinking um, WHAT was I thinking!  (Yep…this is the part I was a bit nervous.)

Shizzle sticks that’s A LONG WAY DOWN!!  It was an adrenaline rush for sure.

My first leg is out, and for a split second I’m thinking “maybe I don’t want to do this”. 

But they helped me get my second leg out…and away I went.

Free fall is not stressful at all.  

It’s really very calming, peacefully quiet and actually relaxing.  

I felt weightless like I was floating on air. And I didn’t feel out of control.

No feeling like your stomach is in your throat. 

Unlike a rollercoaster where you’re being rocked and jolted, the free fall is smooth.  I actually wanted the free fall to last way longer than it did…could that be the adrenaline?  

Next comes the release of the chute…and away we go again!  

The instructor releases the chute, what a rush!  Then he loosens up the harness…whew, that feels so much better on boobies. 😉

Much like the birds you see soaring through the sky, I was soaring.  Swishing to the left, swooping down and swishing to the right, and back again.

Then all too soon, it was time to land.  Knees up, feet out, and just like we landed on our butts.

The emotions were all there…

…nervous, stressed, calm, relaxing, and jubilation.  

I finally did something that I have been wanting to do since I was a teenager.  At 60 years young I jumped out of that plane and have plans to do it again, and again.

To all of my Sage Sisters…we are modern midlife women!  We can and should be out there doing the things we have always wanted to do.  

Sisters, it's time to live BOLDLY!  No regrets!