Three days in and I’m already stumbling on these themes?
Really?
I had been excited about this challenge again for a while because it was going to be a way to get the creative juices flowing again. The next thing I knew, Nicky at We Work For Cheese was posting them and I was staring in disbelief.
What in the name of holy hell was she thinking?
The last time this challenge happened, I breezed through it. With a mix of true-life stories, thoughts and other things, it was easy.
Not this time.
Today’s theme had me bouncing off the wall. What was I going to write about?
There was this time I was once in Florida. It was 2007 and I was there for a friend’s wedding. Quite a fine time. One day, a few of us started talking about parasailing. I’m not a fan of heights, though. So I wasn’t sure. Well, the one other person said he’d pay for it. And we’d be going up in pairs, so it’s all good.
Yeah, right.
Unless you are two smaller people, you aren’t going up as a twosome.
Regular-sized people need to be with a kid or something like that because the weight limit isn’t astronomical. So, I got stuck going solo. I wasn’t interested in it because of my height fear. No way, no how. Sorry that it was paid for, but I’m not going up, then crashing into the water. Nope. Not going to do it.
The next thing I knew? I was taking this photo with a point-and-shoot I purchased for this adventure:
Way up there.
Turns out it wasn’t so bad after all.
See, the point of this post isn’t just about the parasailing, rather realizing sometimes in life, you’ll do something, overcome fears and realize you enjoy something. I’d definitely be up for some parasailing again, sometime.
These are the things in life that can really be wild.
The view from the boat of others parasailing.
Was I nervous? Scared? Sure. Especially when the guy told you where to put your hands and not to hit certain spots, or you could be looking at a long fall.
That wasn’t something I really was interested in.
But when in the air, I stared at those carabiners and kept thinking about what would happen if those suckers gave out.
Next thing I knew…
Nah, they didn’t bust off. But I relaxed. Took in the sights and smells of being above water like that. And it was quite an experience. One I didn’t expect to have, that’s for sure. I figured I’d be white as a ghost when I came down. Alas, not so.
After all that worry and everything else, the next thing I knew, I had fun. And that is what it’s all about.
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