Oh yeah, I went skydiving

Mostly on a whim, last year I declared that I wanted to go skydiving. So when the opportunity knocked, I answered.  People gave me sideways looks but I decided that it was time to start checking items off my bucket list instead of just talking about it.

Folks, there is no talking about skydiving. There is just doing. And I did it. Once. Never again. It was incredible. Scary but only in the sense of my-stomach-is-in-my-throat-and-I-just-leapt-out-of-a-perfectly-good-plane.

I'm not a risk taker. Most recently, I browsed wallets online for months (multiple months!) and finally after much deliberation, I clicked the "buy" button.  And this was just a wallet. Imagine how I am with the big stuff.

On this particular day, my parents drove down to watch their youngest fall from the sky. We filmed it as proof although, obviously, we couldn't capture the free fall. You can tell the parts where my mom took over filming by looking for her thumb blocking the lens. It's ok, Mom, it adds character (=

Check it out...I actually went skydiving! The video can be found here. What you can't see is me saying to the instructor during the dive, "Is everything going as planned?" "Are you sure everything is going as planned?!!" And my sigh of relief when the parachute opened. I'm sure it was heard for miles.

xoxo,
Kate