"I don't regret what I've done...only the things I've never done."
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Thoughts for Thursday #2
Monday, October 1, 2012
10 Things that are Awesome!
Life is full of both tangible pleasures and simple experiences, most of which we take for granted or fail to celebrate. This is my list of little things I think are pretty awesome! I hope it'll encourage you to appreciate the awesomeness of life!
1. The Book of Awesome, by Neil Pasricha, is awesome, of course. It's the inspiration for this post. Whenever I need a quick pick-me-up or burst of optimism, this book does the trick. Go get it!
2. Getting away with minor traffic violations. It's 7:00 am and you have to be at work by 7:20, but it takes you 30 minutes to get there. You get to that one stoplight. There's virtually no traffic here, and yet the light takes FOR-EVER to change. It's red. It's been red for 37 long seconds now (Come ON, light!) So, you look to your right, and to your left, and you decide to just go for it! You quietly celebrate your victory over the never-changing light. But it doesn't end here. You enter the freeway and make your way over to the 2nd to left lane - yeah, the one NEXT to the HOV lane. You sadly glance over to your left. Cars are zooming past as you're stuck inching up bumper to bumper with Old Man Slow in front of you with no way to get around him. In a moment of desperation, you flee!
Into the HOV lane as a solo! FREEDOM! At this point, you might be hoping that you're briefcase in the passenger's seat looks like a miniature person (it may make more sense to hope that no one sees you, which is only complicated by the fact that you're going about 20 mph over the speed limit). YIPES! When you finally exit the freeway un-harmed and un-ticketed, you feel like you've conquered the world. Let out a sigh of relief because you have. Awesome.
3. Sneezing. There's nothing like a good ol' hearty sneeze....especially when you've been waiting on it forever. You get that annoying tingling feeling in your nose. All of a sudden, you cock your neck back, eyes shut automatically, and you let out a loud, romper-rousing HAAAA----CHoooooo! Then you sigh because you've just released the stuff that's been waging World War Snot in your nostrils for the past 15 minutes. I don't know what it is but sneezing brings about some magical euphoric feeling. A natural high, if you will. Awesome.
4. Awesome Pizza Toppings. After a while, you just get tired of the same old cheese, pepperoni, sausage deal. I mean, you have to. I feel so sorry for children. They get pigeon-holed into the same mundane toppings. Yeah, its cool when you're younger...oblivious to the world of chicken pesto, margherita, wild mushroom, bbq chicken, hawaiin style, eggplant, spinach...man, the list goes on. I'm not a super fan of pizza. But when I do have it, I like it with a twist.
5. Finding enough seats for you AND all of your friends at the bar (or anywhere) I mean seriously, it just puts a damper on the evening...3 friends, 2 seats. Awkwardly deciding who gets to sit. The one "selfless" friend who offers to stand but is secretly DYING to sit down. But when you walk in and there are actually 3 seats....Sweet Glory!
6. Adrenaline. Of all the hormones our bodies produce, adrenaline has GOT to be THEE most awesome. Adrenal glands are your best friend. ALWAYS there when you need them, and pretty low maintenance. For the most part, they just chill out and relax. Like a well-trained guard dog- not really doing much until, of course, they are needed. Your doorbell rings at 3 am (and its not a planned booty call), someone pushes you in a crowded room, a sharp dart penetrates your femur.... Adrenal glands spring into action! Heart starts to race, breathing becomes rapid, blood sugar levels increase, pupils dilate, you have the energy of a 2-year old on Skittles! You feel no pain. It's fight-or-flight! Adrenaline can help you overcome the first few moments of a car accident, give a speech in front of hundreds of people, conquer your first kiss, or nail that final exam. The best part is that you don't have to work for it. It's an automatic response. Awesome.
7. Being Nude. Disclaimer: I'm not talking about frolicking about in public spaces au naturale. (However, if that's what floats your boat, then float on!). I mean just letting loose in the comfort of your home. For me, its freedom to enjoy your body and celebrate how awesome it is! I'd probably never leave the confines of my own personal space without clothing, because I, like most people, have been socialized to shun the mere thought. But let's face it, wearing clothes is exclusively a human characteristic. Sure, clothing has functional properties- warmth, comfort, and such- but other than that, it's all socially constructed. The shame, sexuality, and taboo-ness of nudity has infiltrated our minds thus leaving us confined in textile. So, I respect the nudists for their appreciation of freedom and refusal to conform like the rest of us. Awesome
8. Extended Weekends. You dread Sunday nights because you know what the morning will bring- the beginning of yet another work week EXCEPT when you have an extended weekend. As a teacher, I thoroughly enjoy a break from the Sunday night to Monday morning distress. Sometimes you need a mini-break. Not a vacation, just an extra day. So, I say, BRING ON all of the commercialized holidays...yeah, the ones used as an excuse for BBQs, pool parties, shopping, and most importantly- time away from work! Memorial Day, Labor Day, Veteran's Day, President's Day....Bring em on! When I notice a 3-day weekend coming up on my calendar, I do a little happy dance. Don't judge. It's awesome!
9. Laughter. From the minor chuckle to the full-out knee-slapping, tear-jerking, stomach numbing outbursts- laughing feels damn good! The don't call it the best medicine for nothing. When you laugh, your body releases endorphins. A good hearty laugh can reduce stress, relieve pain, and make others feel self-conscious. According to a trusted source (Wikepedia) laughing 100 times is equal to 15 minutes of bike-riding! Who needs to exercise when you've got laughter? Awesome.
10. Strawberries. I saved the BEST for last. If you know ANYTHING about me, you know that I LOVE LOVE LOVE strawberries. It is my firm belief that God MADE strawberries so that I could enjoy my time in this world. I've literally eaten 2 pounds of strawberries in one sitting. In addition to their undeniable deliciousness, strawberries come with some AWESOME benefits. I'll name a few:
1. The Book of Awesome, by Neil Pasricha, is awesome, of course. It's the inspiration for this post. Whenever I need a quick pick-me-up or burst of optimism, this book does the trick. Go get it!
2. Getting away with minor traffic violations. It's 7:00 am and you have to be at work by 7:20, but it takes you 30 minutes to get there. You get to that one stoplight. There's virtually no traffic here, and yet the light takes FOR-EVER to change. It's red. It's been red for 37 long seconds now (Come ON, light!) So, you look to your right, and to your left, and you decide to just go for it! You quietly celebrate your victory over the never-changing light. But it doesn't end here. You enter the freeway and make your way over to the 2nd to left lane - yeah, the one NEXT to the HOV lane. You sadly glance over to your left. Cars are zooming past as you're stuck inching up bumper to bumper with Old Man Slow in front of you with no way to get around him. In a moment of desperation, you flee!
Into the HOV lane as a solo! FREEDOM! At this point, you might be hoping that you're briefcase in the passenger's seat looks like a miniature person (it may make more sense to hope that no one sees you, which is only complicated by the fact that you're going about 20 mph over the speed limit). YIPES! When you finally exit the freeway un-harmed and un-ticketed, you feel like you've conquered the world. Let out a sigh of relief because you have. Awesome.
3. Sneezing. There's nothing like a good ol' hearty sneeze....especially when you've been waiting on it forever. You get that annoying tingling feeling in your nose. All of a sudden, you cock your neck back, eyes shut automatically, and you let out a loud, romper-rousing HAAAA----CHoooooo! Then you sigh because you've just released the stuff that's been waging World War Snot in your nostrils for the past 15 minutes. I don't know what it is but sneezing brings about some magical euphoric feeling. A natural high, if you will. Awesome.
4. Awesome Pizza Toppings. After a while, you just get tired of the same old cheese, pepperoni, sausage deal. I mean, you have to. I feel so sorry for children. They get pigeon-holed into the same mundane toppings. Yeah, its cool when you're younger...oblivious to the world of chicken pesto, margherita, wild mushroom, bbq chicken, hawaiin style, eggplant, spinach...man, the list goes on. I'm not a super fan of pizza. But when I do have it, I like it with a twist.
5. Finding enough seats for you AND all of your friends at the bar (or anywhere) I mean seriously, it just puts a damper on the evening...3 friends, 2 seats. Awkwardly deciding who gets to sit. The one "selfless" friend who offers to stand but is secretly DYING to sit down. But when you walk in and there are actually 3 seats....Sweet Glory!
6. Adrenaline. Of all the hormones our bodies produce, adrenaline has GOT to be THEE most awesome. Adrenal glands are your best friend. ALWAYS there when you need them, and pretty low maintenance. For the most part, they just chill out and relax. Like a well-trained guard dog- not really doing much until, of course, they are needed. Your doorbell rings at 3 am (and its not a planned booty call), someone pushes you in a crowded room, a sharp dart penetrates your femur.... Adrenal glands spring into action! Heart starts to race, breathing becomes rapid, blood sugar levels increase, pupils dilate, you have the energy of a 2-year old on Skittles! You feel no pain. It's fight-or-flight! Adrenaline can help you overcome the first few moments of a car accident, give a speech in front of hundreds of people, conquer your first kiss, or nail that final exam. The best part is that you don't have to work for it. It's an automatic response. Awesome.
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| This is my happy dance |
8. Extended Weekends. You dread Sunday nights because you know what the morning will bring- the beginning of yet another work week EXCEPT when you have an extended weekend. As a teacher, I thoroughly enjoy a break from the Sunday night to Monday morning distress. Sometimes you need a mini-break. Not a vacation, just an extra day. So, I say, BRING ON all of the commercialized holidays...yeah, the ones used as an excuse for BBQs, pool parties, shopping, and most importantly- time away from work! Memorial Day, Labor Day, Veteran's Day, President's Day....Bring em on! When I notice a 3-day weekend coming up on my calendar, I do a little happy dance. Don't judge. It's awesome!
9. Laughter. From the minor chuckle to the full-out knee-slapping, tear-jerking, stomach numbing outbursts- laughing feels damn good! The don't call it the best medicine for nothing. When you laugh, your body releases endorphins. A good hearty laugh can reduce stress, relieve pain, and make others feel self-conscious. According to a trusted source (Wikepedia) laughing 100 times is equal to 15 minutes of bike-riding! Who needs to exercise when you've got laughter? Awesome.
10. Strawberries. I saved the BEST for last. If you know ANYTHING about me, you know that I LOVE LOVE LOVE strawberries. It is my firm belief that God MADE strawberries so that I could enjoy my time in this world. I've literally eaten 2 pounds of strawberries in one sitting. In addition to their undeniable deliciousness, strawberries come with some AWESOME benefits. I'll name a few:
- Nutrition: a whole bunch of vitamins and healthy crap!
- Lowers cholesterol: duh, its an antioxidant
- Studies show that eating strawberries make you a super fantastic person (source: me)
What do YOU think is Awesome?
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Thoughts for Thursday #1
" The successful person has the habit of doing the
things failures don't like to do.
They don't like doing them either necessarily.
But their disliking is subordinated
to the strength of their purpose. "
- EM Gray
Friday, August 10, 2012
Kids Say the Darndest!
So today our school had a visit from some representatives from Walmart. They came to read to the students and do activities. The representative that came to my class was (how do I say this???) not the best reader. In the midst of reading, he stopped and asked one of the students, "how tall you is?" the following comments came in rapid succession:
MT: no, you're supposed to say... "How tall ARE YOU!??"
MJ: are you in school?
Chad: NO, he works at WALMART, duh!
MJ: You should go to college!
Me: speechless, dumbfounded, and BEAMING with pride!
"The man that killed Martin Luther King can kiss my ass" - one of my 2nd grade students last year
Today I scolded a student for running down the stairs.
MJ: But, Ms. Wilson, Chad was runnin too!
Me: If Chad jumped off a bridge, would you do it?
MJ: Yeah, to save him!
Me : Oh look, we match today!
Kayla: Yeah, we both have on khakis and a yellow shirt. But its not exactly the same.
Me: What's the difference?
Kayla: Well, in your shirt you have boobs. I don't have those. Not yet
I gave my kids a survey to get to know them better. This is from Mikey's paper:
What is something that makes you sad?: Getting woopens
What is something that makes you happy?: NOT getting woopens
Sam: I think that one thing we can do to help our planet is recycle. I love to recycle. I think it is good for the earth.
Chad: Is that why you wear the same shirt every day?
Mikey: Ms. Wilson, do you have kids?
Me: No
Mikey: (frowns) well, do you have a husband?
Me: No
Mikey: (eyes widen) What are you waiting for? Time's a tickin'!
Chad to another student: Oh my gosh you can't spell! Your paper look like a chik-fil-a billboard!
Today when I was sitting in a public library, a mother scolded one of her children. Her older son (maybe about 7 years old) says: "Momma, you can't do that in here. It's a library! Plus, you can't be embarassin us in front of white people!"
Today at recess, a group of girls made up a dance to the song "Do It" and decided to perform it for everyone. Jordan: "HOLD UP! Ya'll can't...ya'll cant.....sing THAT song... ya'll NEED to sang something from CHURCH! Sang bout JeeZUS!!"
5 minutes later.....as the girls are performing to "Bands'll make her dance," he says "mmm.. hmmm...DROP IT LIKE ITS HOT!"
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Drop it like it's HOT...Yoga, that is.
Imagine this- you're in a room full of scantily-clad individuals, sweating profusely, twisting and turning your body in ways you never imagined possible, inhaling, exhaling....aaahhhhh- oh, i forgot to mention- the room is 105 degrees! This is the world of Bikram hot yoga. Ok Ok, let's get the technicalities out of the way for all you amateurs- Bikram Yoga is a system of yoga popularized in the early 1970s. Classes run exactly 90 minutes and consist of a series of 26 postures and 2 breathing exercises, done in a room heated to105°F. Why anyone would subject themselves to this experience was beyond me, that is, until I tried it for myself for the first time yesterday morning. I am SORE from head to toe from all the bending, flexing, stretching, turning, twisting, balancing on one foot until it went numb. However, it was a great experience and I plan to do it again- multiple times. Why, you ask????
Besides being a very relaxing experience, hot yoga has several benefits for the body as well as the mind and soul. Here are just a few:
- Reduces injury
- Reduces the effects of stress
- Tones and strengthens muscles
- Increases energy
- Increase balance & coordination
- Weight loss
- Increases metabolism
- Boosts immune system
- Enhances the function of respiratory, muscular, endocrine, & circulatory systems
Here are just a few of the poses we did:
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Give Oliver some Porridge
Your body is your temple. "Yeah, whatever," we say. As hard as our bodies work to keep us going, we do very little to appreciate it. We neglect our feet, our personal slaves. They take a beating every day, might as well start calling them Kunta. We overlook our lungs that work diligently every second, yet they're SO humble. Lord bless em. We don't even recognize our heart. That guy never skips a beat (...until he does :-/ ). And not to mention our kidneys. Those dudes put in overtime shifts to rid our bodies of the toxins we fill it with everyday. Now that's loyalty. So how come we never stop and say "thank you" to our bodies.
I've been thinking about this a lot lately and I think it's about time I showed a little appreciation... let my body know that I'm grateful. I'm sure it'll appreciate the gesture and recompense accordingly. Wait? Doesn't that sound a little...selfish? Not really. The way I see it, its a tit for tat situation. You take care of your body and it'll take care of you. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Quid pro quo. You get the idea.
So I'm on a quest for wellness. Physical and mental. I want to meditate more, incorporate more exercise, yoga, and most importantly- eat better. Its difficult for us to realize that food plays a major role in our overall wellness- both our physical and mental well-being. So this might be a bit of a struggle.
I'm not saying I'm about to go all green leafy vegetables on ya'll-- you know the type that don't eat something unless it came from a perfect organic seed planted in perfectly fertilized soil (no pesticides or weeds) and harvested at the perfect time not a minute later. No. -___- I need a french fry and a shot of Cuervo every once in a while. But I'm definitely going to make a conscious effort to have my fair share of fruits, vegetables, and "clean foods." I've already cut out beef and pork. I refuse to give up chicken and fish because, by God, Tofu is not a substitution for meat no matter how you cook it. Stop listening to people who say that. They are lying. (I mean, come on...really?)
Here's the part when I suggest that you do the same (not so much because I care about you but more because I think my life is awesome and everyone should live theirs as I do.) Freudian slip?... perhaps! lol....I digress. Wellness is important. I don't think anyone can argue otherwise. Too often, we forget about our little organs and we treat them like a fat, bald-headed version of Oliver Twist. Take a day, a week, a month, 10 seconds even- do something for poor little Oliver. All he wants is some porridge. He deserves it.
I've been thinking about this a lot lately and I think it's about time I showed a little appreciation... let my body know that I'm grateful. I'm sure it'll appreciate the gesture and recompense accordingly. Wait? Doesn't that sound a little...selfish? Not really. The way I see it, its a tit for tat situation. You take care of your body and it'll take care of you. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Quid pro quo. You get the idea.
So I'm on a quest for wellness. Physical and mental. I want to meditate more, incorporate more exercise, yoga, and most importantly- eat better. Its difficult for us to realize that food plays a major role in our overall wellness- both our physical and mental well-being. So this might be a bit of a struggle.
I'm not saying I'm about to go all green leafy vegetables on ya'll-- you know the type that don't eat something unless it came from a perfect organic seed planted in perfectly fertilized soil (no pesticides or weeds) and harvested at the perfect time not a minute later. No. -___- I need a french fry and a shot of Cuervo every once in a while. But I'm definitely going to make a conscious effort to have my fair share of fruits, vegetables, and "clean foods." I've already cut out beef and pork. I refuse to give up chicken and fish because, by God, Tofu is not a substitution for meat no matter how you cook it. Stop listening to people who say that. They are lying. (I mean, come on...really?)
Here's the part when I suggest that you do the same (not so much because I care about you but more because I think my life is awesome and everyone should live theirs as I do.) Freudian slip?... perhaps! lol....I digress. Wellness is important. I don't think anyone can argue otherwise. Too often, we forget about our little organs and we treat them like a fat, bald-headed version of Oliver Twist. Take a day, a week, a month, 10 seconds even- do something for poor little Oliver. All he wants is some porridge. He deserves it. Tuesday, June 7, 2011
CHOICES
Another item checked off on my "LIST" I finished my first half marathon! It's been a long journey and I've learned at least 2 important lessons about myself. I started training for this half marathon in February. Back then, I huffed and puffed after 2 miles. I had a set back in March because of emergency surgery. I was out for about 4 weeks. After recovering I decided to continue training, despite desperate pleas (from my mother) for me to just stop. Lesson #1- I'm pretty stubborn (or persistent...tomAto/tomAHto).
Lesson #2 is more important, and not necessarily just about me. It came after I arrived in San Diego for the race. I woke up Saturday morning with a mind-numbing pain in my back and a sharp uncomfortable feeling in my chest. I started to worry. So, I visited the medical tent at the Expo Center to get a doctor's advice. After examining me for a while, the Dr. told me that I had COSTOCHONDRITIS (inflammation at the junction of my ribs and sternum). He didn't know what caused it. I asked him "Will I be able to run in the marathon tomorrow?" He said "well, you could, but you'll be in a lot of pain... so it's your choice."
.....And THERE was Lesson #2. I have a choice. What a concept! A CHOICE??? It didn't take me that long to make up my mind because I immediately thought of Donielle. She didn't have a choice about how quickly her hair would fall out from the chemo. She didn't have a choice about being hooked up to that got damn oxygen tank. She didn't get to choose how her body would react to the bone marrow transplant- the only thing that could have possibly saved her life. But she did choose to live every one of her last days to the fullest. She was brave and she never quit. So, my choice was simple. I chose to run that race...every single mile...for all the choices Donielle didn't get to make.
If you want to learn some things about yourself, you need to take on a challenge. I'm not saying to dedicate 5 months of your life to train for an endurance event, but do something out of your comfort zone. You will start to realize how strong you are (or can be), how confident you are (or aren't), how much passion you really have, or how many things you take for granted- like the power of CHOICES.
Lesson #2 is more important, and not necessarily just about me. It came after I arrived in San Diego for the race. I woke up Saturday morning with a mind-numbing pain in my back and a sharp uncomfortable feeling in my chest. I started to worry. So, I visited the medical tent at the Expo Center to get a doctor's advice. After examining me for a while, the Dr. told me that I had COSTOCHONDRITIS (inflammation at the junction of my ribs and sternum). He didn't know what caused it. I asked him "Will I be able to run in the marathon tomorrow?" He said "well, you could, but you'll be in a lot of pain... so it's your choice."
.....And THERE was Lesson #2. I have a choice. What a concept! A CHOICE??? It didn't take me that long to make up my mind because I immediately thought of Donielle. She didn't have a choice about how quickly her hair would fall out from the chemo. She didn't have a choice about being hooked up to that got damn oxygen tank. She didn't get to choose how her body would react to the bone marrow transplant- the only thing that could have possibly saved her life. But she did choose to live every one of her last days to the fullest. She was brave and she never quit. So, my choice was simple. I chose to run that race...every single mile...for all the choices Donielle didn't get to make.
If you want to learn some things about yourself, you need to take on a challenge. I'm not saying to dedicate 5 months of your life to train for an endurance event, but do something out of your comfort zone. You will start to realize how strong you are (or can be), how confident you are (or aren't), how much passion you really have, or how many things you take for granted- like the power of CHOICES.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Don't Quit
I'm finally done with recovery...I had to have a blood transfusion and emergency surgery for a ruptured cyst on my ovaries. Yeah, it was kinda scary. Luckily, I'm fine...doctor was able to save my ovaries. My insides are in tact.
So I'm back to training for this 1/2 marathon. I started training a few days ago, which was really frustrating. When I was training before (pre-surgery) I got into a good routine...my body was used to running, I was increasing mileage, my time was improving. But 3 weeks of rest took my body out of that mode...almost completely. It was so hard to run 2 miles! So I started feeling a little discouraged. I'm not gonna lie... I started to doubt myself. Then I was hearing negative things from other people. I fed into that for a little bit and started to convince myself that I shouldn't do this. Maybe it wasn't meant to be. Maybe my cyst ruptured for a reason. Maybe I'm not cut out for this after all.
But of course, I thought back to the reason I started this journey in the first place and how excited I was to be doing something for someone who did so much for others. I gathered up my courage and remembered "Don't Quit,"- a poem that has gotten me through the worst of times.
So I've realized that, realistically, I probably won't be able to complete this 1/2 marathon the way I wanted to. But the most important part is that I WILL complete it. If I have to walk, skip, hop, or crawl across that finish line...I will do it.
So I'm back to training for this 1/2 marathon. I started training a few days ago, which was really frustrating. When I was training before (pre-surgery) I got into a good routine...my body was used to running, I was increasing mileage, my time was improving. But 3 weeks of rest took my body out of that mode...almost completely. It was so hard to run 2 miles! So I started feeling a little discouraged. I'm not gonna lie... I started to doubt myself. Then I was hearing negative things from other people. I fed into that for a little bit and started to convince myself that I shouldn't do this. Maybe it wasn't meant to be. Maybe my cyst ruptured for a reason. Maybe I'm not cut out for this after all.
But of course, I thought back to the reason I started this journey in the first place and how excited I was to be doing something for someone who did so much for others. I gathered up my courage and remembered "Don't Quit,"- a poem that has gotten me through the worst of times.
So I've realized that, realistically, I probably won't be able to complete this 1/2 marathon the way I wanted to. But the most important part is that I WILL complete it. If I have to walk, skip, hop, or crawl across that finish line...I will do it.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Every Journey Begins With a Single Step
Just got in from a workout...PHEW! I haven't run like this since high school!! Right now, I'm just doing about 2 miles a day, and THAT's killing me. It's crazy to think that in less than 4 months, I'll be running 13 miles. But every journey starts with one very small step. So, I'll take it one day at a time...baby steps. Actually, baby steps is an over-statement... I feel like I'm crawling for now! lol
I am amazed at the support and encouragement I'm getting from family and friends. That, along with the motivation I get from the memory of Donielle Evans, are what will push me towards that 13 miles.
Just the fact that I've started this journey has encouraged me. I'm sure it'll be an amazing experience and I'll learn alot along the way. Most importantly, I'll be raising money for a cause that's so dear to my heart- that's what its actually all about. So....
HERE WE GO!
Saturday, November 27, 2010
The Audacity to Soar
A lot of people have been asking about my recent adventure. Last weekend, I went Skydiving. Yes, I jumped my black behind out of a plane (tandem of course). 14,000 feet up in the air. The first 2.5 minutes was a free fall..pure adrenaline rush. Then, the parachute went up and I floated for about 7 minutes. It was so peaceful from then on. The quietest quiet I've ever heard...and not just because my ears were plugged from the air pressure.
People have different opinions about my skydiving adventure. Some are just as excited as I am. Some say I'm crazy and they would never do such a thing. All in all, I think its an experience like no other and I don't regret any of it. I'm so happy I did it. It's not necessarily the act of jumping out of the plane, its the excitement of knowing that I accomplished something that I set out to do. About 8 months ago (as I anticipated graduating from college), I started a list... of all the BIG things I want to do in life. Skydiving was on it. So when the plane was at about 12,000 feet up, I did three things- first I checked to make sure the harness what tight and I was securely strapped to Mike, my skydiving instructor. Second, I took a DEEP ass breath and prayed that I would be safe. And finally, I smiled. Peacefully. With confidence. With pride. When Mike said "let's go," I squatted, as I had been taught, arched my back and went soaring amongst the clouds.
Skydiving is not for everyone and I am not suggesting that everyone go jumping out of a plane. But dammit, set a goal that others might find too intimidating, too daring, impossible even. Then, have the gumption to accomplish that goal. Have the nerve to step out of your comfort zone. Have the audacity to soar amongst the clouds.
You only get one life....live it. and learn.
People have different opinions about my skydiving adventure. Some are just as excited as I am. Some say I'm crazy and they would never do such a thing. All in all, I think its an experience like no other and I don't regret any of it. I'm so happy I did it. It's not necessarily the act of jumping out of the plane, its the excitement of knowing that I accomplished something that I set out to do. About 8 months ago (as I anticipated graduating from college), I started a list... of all the BIG things I want to do in life. Skydiving was on it. So when the plane was at about 12,000 feet up, I did three things- first I checked to make sure the harness what tight and I was securely strapped to Mike, my skydiving instructor. Second, I took a DEEP ass breath and prayed that I would be safe. And finally, I smiled. Peacefully. With confidence. With pride. When Mike said "let's go," I squatted, as I had been taught, arched my back and went soaring amongst the clouds.
Skydiving is not for everyone and I am not suggesting that everyone go jumping out of a plane. But dammit, set a goal that others might find too intimidating, too daring, impossible even. Then, have the gumption to accomplish that goal. Have the nerve to step out of your comfort zone. Have the audacity to soar amongst the clouds.
You only get one life....live it. and learn.
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