I was not planning on skydiving today, or ever really. But somehow I ended up doing it today.
It was our quarterly field trip at Dialexa, and we had two outing options: skydiving or Top Golf. I was fully prepared to spend the day golfing with the rest of my scaredy-cat coworkers.
I pulled into the parking lot at work as the skydiving group was preparing to leave. All five of the women at my company were there, telling me to go with them, that it would be so much fun. I was amazed at how fearless they were.
Hmmm, I didn’t want to be the only woman at my company to not go… When my CEO (jokingly) egged me on by saying, “don’t be a pussy”, I decided to at least go along with them and watch. Nothing like a little peer pressure to nudge you out of your comfort zone!
I had the whole hour-long car ride to mull over whether I would actually jump out of a plane. What’s the worst that could happen? Um, death. (But that was pretty improbable. Right?)
As we neared Dallas Skydive Center, I made up my mind and told my co-workers in the car, “Okay, I’m going to do it!”
I had several hours to reconsider my decision as I watched my co-workers board the tiny Cessna two at a time with their jump partners. I shaded my eyes as I watched them hurtle down towards us from 20,000 feet in the sky, and studied their faces carefully after they landed to gage just how terrifying it was.
But everyone seemed happy!
Finally, it was me and my co-worker, Nelu’s, turn.
We geared up, squeezed into the tiny airplane, and began our twenty-minute ascent to 20,000 feet altitude.
And then much too soon, it was time to jump out of an airplane…!!!
So in the end, I am glad my wonderful co-workers encouraged me to join them for this experience. I’m proud of myself for reasoning through my fears and realizing there was nothing to really be scared of. Most of the fear around the experience came from the anxiety in my head leading up to the jump, and the two seconds of the actual jump itself. After that, it doesn’t feel like you are falling, because the ground is so far away that you have no real sense of where you are in relation to it; it just feels like you are floating, with a bunch of wind in your face, with a great view.
Skydiving was not originally on my bucket list, but it was a great experience, and dare I say, I would be willing to do it again!