Skydiving
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Yep, I skydive.
On my 24th birthday, I bought myself a tandem skydive. A one-time thing, I thought. I'd "always wanted to try it."

Three weeks later, with credit cards and savings-account balance in hand, I returned to learn to do it for real. I absolutely adore the sport. It is so infinite, and the joy and camaraderie is unmatchable.

They say...when you start skydiving, you'll spend your whole paycheck. Then, it's only half your paycheck for the rest of your life. Which is comforting. Because even if it took your whole paycheck for the rest of your life -- you still might do it.

Here's a skydiving chant:
Who are we?!
SKYDIVERS!
What do we do?!
EAT! FUCK! SKYDIVE!

Deadly accurate actually. Or it would be if you added "drink" somewhere in there.




First jump
That's me below, and Super Dave the Sexy Tandem Instructor up top. I dunno if you can tell from the photo, but this is an image of my mind being totally blown. I actually don't remember the first 5 seconds or so of the jump.
 

Here's where I jump nowadays:

Alamo City Skydivers


Skydive San Marcos

Here's my rig, Siouxsie.
Inside, she's got a pink, turquoise and purple PD 170 main, and a Raven reserve (which, by the way, I know works). I looooove my rig.


Oh my God do I look like this?
Old photo, in student gear. I'm really totally different. I scowl a lot.