09 September 2010 ~ 0 Comments

Zippity Doo Dah!

I’m always talking about bringing more joy into your life  by creating new experiences. They don’t have to be monumental  in size, almost anything will do as long as it stretches you in some fashion.

A friend of mine decided that she wanted to go zip lining for her birthday and asked a bunch of us if we would like to join her. I didn’t want to think about it too long or hard because I knew that I would talk myself out of it. I do not like heights, I do not like feeling out of control hanging from some weird contraption high off of the ground, I do not like speed and I am not a thrill seeker.  I said yes.

Everyone that signed up was excited about the thrill of it all and couldn’t wait. Me, I was nervous, hesitant and not sure I wanted to go through with it.

The night after I said yes I woke up staring at the ceiling at 3am. I was having an anxiety attack. What if I get sick while I’m zipping? What if I pass out? What if I get up there and I freeze in my tracks?

The next day after a really lousy nights not sleep, I went online and watched the promotional video of people zipping.  I read comments from people that had gone zipping. Most everyone that was afraid of heights had a ball, most everyone that hated roller coaster rides loved it and people of all ages were doing this. I called my girlfriend who had gone last year in Costa Rica for a play by play. Should I? Will I be ok? Is it really scary? She assured me that I would be fine and I’d love it.

I decided I was going no matter what and that I would stop telling myself stories. No more thinking about it, no more imagining me hanging from a wire and looking down into the ravine to face my death below. I’ll experience it when I experience it.

I was just fine after that for the two weeks prior to us going until we got to the zip line place and started harnessing up. I wasn’t a mess but my heart started racing just a little bit.

We rode in a jeep up the long bumpy gravel road to the first zip line platform. We climbed  up and there I was scared of heights, looking down into the forest below me. Uh! How was I going to do this?

I climbed up on the tree stump where they prep you for take off. The cute zip line guy hooked me up to the cable and said “Have Fun.”

I stood there for a minute or two breathing and then shoved off like a real pro. Yes, I screamed and said shit a few times but after that first moment it was a wonderful ride to remember. Each zip got more exciting, went faster and longer. It was magical. I was so proud of myself.

The suspended bridges that we had to cross were more nerve racking for me than the zipping. Mr. cutie boy guide decided to stop and tell us about the Hemlock beetles while we’re standing in the middle of this thing wobbling back and forth. “Could we move it along please and talk about beetles later?”

You may wonder why I would put myself through such anxiety. I was wondering too at first but I thought, life is for living and experiences are what make us feel alive. I knew it wasn’t going to be anything I couldn’t handle. We were strapped in and it was safe.  It wasn’t sky diving, which I will not do that’s for sure. I needed to challenge myself  and push myself into an uncomfortable situation.

I am so glad that I didn’t bail out on this experience. It was an absolute trip and I highly recommend that you give it a try. We can get too comfortable, too safe and too predictable in our lives. Jump for joy right out of your box and come alive.

Experience Joy And Pass It On!

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