Sky diving in Kent, UK
26.07.2014 - 26.07.2014 28 °C
Jumping out of a plane should be one of the most terrifying and exhilarating experiences of your life. However as my life experiences have consistently demonstrated, my reaction was not only odd, but completely backwards from normal behaviour. Let me explain.
For any of those people who went to school with me, they will know I didn't really pay attention in physics, hell, I even have problems spelling physics. God knows I never attempted to take it as a subject, just the forced Junior science option for me , thank you every much. However the further I have got from my 5th form science classroom, the more I attempt to understand. I still have no clue, but this is what the reaction should be for a person falling from the sky.
As a skydiver falls, they accelerates downwards, gaining speed with each second until they a terminal velocity. Then at certain altitude, the skydivers deploy a parachute so they can land safely. Said skydiver has a physiological reaction to prepare their body for a life threatening situation. Pupils to dilate, heart rate increases, as does blood pressure and respiration, the sweat glands activate and one experiences high levels of adrenaline. Sky diving is described as an adrenaline-charged sport and a thrill seekers pastime. However, even with all that apparently automatic reaction, I have never felt so calm. I have never felt so at peace and so free. It was odd.
As you may have seen on the 'Book of Face', I am off to Africa. Apart from the photo and caption I have so far failed to add any more information. Apologies.
In less than 2 weeks, I leave London for another adventure of the Orsum's. Only thing is there is only 2 weeks of the Orsum Adventures, and then only one Orsum goes to Africa.
Next week Iain and I head to Greece to sail around the islands, we are heading out with a bunch of kiwi's to go island hopping. From there we head from Athens to Rome, head about the sights and then down to the Amalfi Coast. From there Iain flies back to London and I head to Africa via Dubai. I will be heading through South Africa, Namibia, Botswana, Zambia, Malawi, Tanzania and Kenya on a 41 day adventure. For those interested you can see my travel plan on the following link:
So as my adventure will not bring me back to London until the end of October, I am leaving ANZUK (my current job) for tree hugging, elephant seeing and drier pastures. Therefore my jumping out of the sky was almost a metaphoric freeing myself from my current role to whatever happens in my future.
Anyone who knows me, (actually you don't need to know me) to know I am aware of too many things. As much as a appreciate situational awareness, however I often feel like I am Mel Gibson in the movie 'What Women Want'. I am constantly thinking about things that are not important, I am listening to other peoples conversations that don't matter and I am always one step ahead of the game because I have thought about every outcome, every possible problem and completely over thought every single situation. I hear all men saying, this is a normal woman. You would think so. But imagine a normal woman on awareness performance enhancing steroids. Then you might get close to the madness I possess.
After much discussion, Iain and I decided this is why sky diving was apparently the most relaxing thing in the world to me. I had no exhilaration, no panic, no fear. Just complete peace and an eerie quietness. Because I have no opportunity to think about anyone or anything else. I am in the moment, I am all engrossed by the experience. There was nothing I could do to control or change the situation. I imagine its the same feeling you get just before you cark it.
We spent the afternoon drinking gin discussing the other times when a I reacted the completely opposite way normal people react, and realise there is quite a long list. I stress at completely unimportant occasions, and don't in very high-stress environments. I imagine people are making individual lists in there heads now of my irrational conduct. But its true, I wish it wasn't but I think it is just the way I was built!
Therefore the decision was made, after a gin, a honey beer and a number of ciders that my life needs to be full of more adrenaline, high risk, potential life ending events. It better for my heart.