The past two days were spent with the most wonderful people. On Thursday a few friends and I spent the day at a place called Paradise Cove. It’s a beautiful spot in the middle of nowhere and it’s, for lack of better words, a watering hole. Surrounding it are tall cliffs of which many jump off into the freezing water.
To get to the top you have to hike, or crawl, up the sides of the cliffs then scramble down to your preferred jumping height. I stood at the edge of the 45 foot ledge.
What you need to know about cliff jumping is that you want to make your body as straight as possible and point your toes. It’s the most ‘hydro dynamic’, I guess.
And so, I jump. And… I forgot everything I needed to do. I leaned back and put my legs straight out in front of me.
I came up from the water in complete shock. I have never been in so much pain. I had to swim to shore with just my upper body because I couldn’t feel my legs. It felt like someone took a baseball bat to my tailbone.
Today, the back of my legs are purple, my palms, forearms, tailbone and ass (yeah, I said ass) are bruised. Good thing I like showing off bruises because if I wear shorts, everyone sees my battle wounds.
The point of this story was not to tell you how I completely failed at this jump, but to encourage everyone to take the leap, even if you don’t know how it will turn out.
When I was standing on the ledge, looking down at the murky water below me, I almost climbed back down the cliff. I was scared. I stood there for about 10 minutes while the people behind me and down below cheered me on. Right then and there I knew I had to jump. I had to jump for so many more reasons than just saying ‘I did it!’ I had to jump because I have lived my entire life in fear. Scared of the consequences, scared of how I might look, scared of who I might lose one day. I thought of all of these things as I stood 45 feet above the water and knew that this jump meant a lot more than it really should. How on earth could I be thinking about the meaning of life up here?! People do this all the time!
So I jumped. And it hurt… a lot. But I don’t regret it.