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For at least a decade I have wanted to go skydiving. My children
always thought I was kidding, and as years passed by so did I. Last
week, when my 21 year old son asked me if I wanted to go skydiving
with him, before I could even stop to think I blurted out YES. He was
dialing the facility in San Diego and booking the dive.

When my husband came home and heard about the plan, I knew that he was
devastated. I knew he would be and I felt guilty, well...just a little
bit. I knew this was safe to do, especially when I'd be strapped to a
trained professional who would guide me each step of the way.

Driving to our destination, I couldn't decipher if I was worried,
scarred, excited or all of the above. When we got to the parking lot,
all three of us were shocked. The lot was full. "WOW" I guess we were
not the only crazy people out there, and I guess we are we not in a
recession???? Skydiving isn't cheap, and at $200 dollars a dive, I
just couldn't believe how many people were gearing up and lining up.
Lucky for me I was assigned to an instructor that made me feel at
ease. He was very calm, and the fact that he was very cute helped
tremendously.

As the plane took off with 23 people aboard, I was still calm. It felt
like the right thing to do, and that was eerie. We were the first to
get on the plane, therefore we would be the last to jump. The plane
was climbing higher and higher into the sky. We were now thirteen
thousand feet in the air. I was getting excited. Then the door of the
plane swung open and the first jumpers started falling off the plane
one by one first, and then the tandems followed. We were freefalling
at 120mph for about a minute. With wind in my face and my mind racing
I couldn't believe how great it felt. As soon as the parachute
opened, I was enjoying breathtaking views and thinking that I should
do this again.

skydiving women over 40

I know that this thrill isn't for everyone, but I have to say it was
one of the craziest thing I've ever done, and the fact that my son was
flying right next to me made it all that much more special.

I did it, and I would do it again!!!
Yana Berlin Fabulously40.com

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