This week more than others, I have become acutely aware of the fact that I’m completely addicted to skydiving. Not only does it consume my conscious thought, all day every day, but my subconscious and even my unconscious, are constantly reliving experiences in the sky.
There’s no doubt that the adrenaline rush is highly addictive – this is something you’d know even if you’d never jumped from an airplane. But for me, there are so many elements of the sport that have me dreaming about my next jump.
As I’ve mentioned before, the camaraderie of the drop zone is a huge draw for me. This is by far the number one reason I’m so loyal to Cleveland Parachute. We’ve got a great group of solo jumpers now, so the weekends are consumed with story swapping and learning lessons from one another. And I’m convinced that our coaches and jumpmasters are the best around.
Jumping just wouldn’t be the same without this guy!
Or these guys!
Of course, we can’t forget about the challenge that’s involved with skydiving. Each and every time I dive head first from that airplane and save my life 5,000 feet above the Earth I learn something new about myself and my abilities.
Skydiving has pushed me to become a better person. I challenge myself every day knowing that, come the weekend, I will face even greater challenges. When I approach a problem now, I just think to myself, “I jump out of airplanes. I can handle this!”
All these elements combine to make for one of the best experiences I’ve ever had in my life. Hard as I try to explain it, the feeling of taking that 10,000 foot leap is nearly impossible to describe other than pure, raw, adrenaline – and in my case, addiction.
This is what passion feels like.
Are you other skydivers just as addicted? What else are you passionate about?
Blue Skies!
Ashley
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