Yes, that's me up there! Interestingly enough, I used to be deathly afraid of heights.
I'm not suggesting para sailing is the best way to overcome a fear of heights but it worked for me.
Sometimes, the only way through a fear is to meet it head on.
That's what I did in this case.
My wife, Georgia, and I were vacationing on Marco Island, Florida several years ago and I was sitting on the beach watching people flying in parachutes over the water.
I thought to myself, "That looks like a lot of fun.
" Then, the little voice inside reminded me that I had a lifelong fear of unsecured heights.
Sure, I was fine in airplanes but to hang out in a parachute was more than I could imagine.
After a few days of anxiously watching people having fun I decided to face one of my worst fears.
I walked over to the man at the rental booth and asked him if it was safe to do this.
Dumb question.
Like he was going to say no:-) He said, "It's so safe we have young children doing it and I even have an 80 year old woman who comes every few weeks to do it.
What a closer:-) Now, what am I supposed to say? That this big macho guy is too scared to do it? No way! I said sure and paid the man.
I will admit that I was frightened half to death when I got up there.
I figured since I was a good swimmer I would not worry.
Once I saw how high I was going, I realized it did not matter.
If I fell, I would splatter - good swimmer or not.
After a while, I loosened my painfully tight grip on the parachute lines and actually began to enjoy the ride.
What a sight from several hundred feet above the island.
By the time I got back down, I had next to no fear of high places.
Sometimes we just have to look our fears right in the eye and do it anyway.
I'm not suggesting para sailing is the best way to overcome a fear of heights but it worked for me.
Sometimes, the only way through a fear is to meet it head on.
That's what I did in this case.
My wife, Georgia, and I were vacationing on Marco Island, Florida several years ago and I was sitting on the beach watching people flying in parachutes over the water.
I thought to myself, "That looks like a lot of fun.
" Then, the little voice inside reminded me that I had a lifelong fear of unsecured heights.
Sure, I was fine in airplanes but to hang out in a parachute was more than I could imagine.
After a few days of anxiously watching people having fun I decided to face one of my worst fears.
I walked over to the man at the rental booth and asked him if it was safe to do this.
Dumb question.
Like he was going to say no:-) He said, "It's so safe we have young children doing it and I even have an 80 year old woman who comes every few weeks to do it.
What a closer:-) Now, what am I supposed to say? That this big macho guy is too scared to do it? No way! I said sure and paid the man.
I will admit that I was frightened half to death when I got up there.
I figured since I was a good swimmer I would not worry.
Once I saw how high I was going, I realized it did not matter.
If I fell, I would splatter - good swimmer or not.
After a while, I loosened my painfully tight grip on the parachute lines and actually began to enjoy the ride.
What a sight from several hundred feet above the island.
By the time I got back down, I had next to no fear of high places.
Sometimes we just have to look our fears right in the eye and do it anyway.
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