Gone In Sixty Seconds

(Okay, not gone but 2 miles lower elevation than where I was.)

First a few “thank yous” are in order.

My beautiful wife Danyell (my spelling not hers) who gave me the Second Greatest birthday gift ever (the first being a time machine/being bitten by a radioactive spider) the gift of awesome.

I also have to thank my Bro, and James Tidwell who accepted the charges when awesomeness called.

Of course the awesome staff at Skydive Utah.

Well I have officially skydove. For those of you who don’t speak awesome that means "skydived” ( I like my way better). It really wasn’t very hard: I let gravity do most the work. In fact, there’s no trick to it, it’s just a simple trick. Belly, Breathe, Banana and you’re a pro. If I was making the rules I would have put breathe first but it seemed to work out alright.

While 60 Seconds may not sound like a very long time, I was surprised by the range of emotions I felt in such a brief time.

I felt the following emotions; fear, confusion, panic, awesome,wonder and awesome.

While you are hurdling towards the ground at over 130 mph you really get to know what is important to you. While I was falling, I kept thinking there is no way superman or other super heroes could possibly breathe while they are flying. Seriously, it is really, really hard to breathe and most super heroes go even faster than I was going! Other than that my thoughts were along the lines of booooo yaaaahhhh!

Here is my advice. If you are ever given the opportunity to Skydive; do it. There will always be a thousand reasons not too, but none of them are any good. I have done a lot of awesome stuff in my life, but there is nothing that compares to skydiving.

Thanks again to my wife who always makes my life an adventure.

Your Guide for Life,

-Ryan