When I signed up to do a solo skydive, I was confident in my abilities to jump from a plane.
Open door, hurtle self out of it? Yeah, I could do that.
When I learned that I would not be jumping from a plane, but rather, climbing outside of the plane and hanging from the strut (the wing support) as my feet dangled over 1000 ft above the ground while the plane flew at 90 mph, and then letting go? Well, that gave me pause.
I'm glad I'm stubborn. It was incredible. It was a split second of thinking "there's no way I can do this," followed by the realization that you can. It was a crazy rush of freefall, followed the beauty of seeing the landscape as you slowly steer your parachute back to the landing field.
It's wondering whether you should quit your graduate studies and pursue a life of jumping out of planes, followed by the realization that maybe you should throttle it back and start saving up for a second jump, instead.
On a side note, I haven't forgotten the meme! I just tend to be a bit wordy (shocker!), so it's taking a little while. I will finish them, and I want to hug everyone who took the time to post such awesome