Stephanie got me an awesome present for my 30th birthday. (Disclaimer…if you’re my insurance agent please do not read any further!) I’ve been wanting to go skydiving for years and Stephanie always said that I had to wait until our youngest child was 18 years old. Little did I know that she was secretly planning this for a birthday surprise. Here are a couple of pictures for your enjoyment.
That’s me (and Terry) after jumping out of a perfectly good airplane. Right now I think we’re traveling toward the ground at about 120 mph. It’s funny…I went faster falling than I’ve ever driven in a car. And that’s saying a lot if you know how I drive! (Notice my cheeks flapping in the 120 mph wind.)
I have a big smile on my face for several reasons. First, I just jumped out of a plane at a height of 14,500 feet. Second, I jumped out of a plane and I’m standing safely on the ground. And third, THAT WAS AWESOME!
By the way…my wife ROCKS!