Those who know me well would be surprised. I'm not the outdoorsy type. I'm reeling from a sunburn as I type and I'm sore, but I would go again on a zipline right now if I could. Those who know me also know me as being more cautious than the girl who steps off of a 30-foot ledge to go flying 85 feet above the ground, 650 feet across on only a wire.
I loved the feeling of flying through the sky. I want to feel that way all the time. Maybe I'm not a risk taker. I believe I take calculated risks -- the kind that while they may feel scary, I ultimately know I can succeed in them. I don't think that should be the point. I don't think I should be doing things to merely succeed. Maybe succeeding isn't the way to success.
I hope I can hold on to the feeling of flying through the trees. I really don't think I'll ever forget standing on a ledge and asking, "So I just step off?"
"Yep, just step off." I did, and I flew.