Yesterday I bungee jumped 250 feet off a 300 foot bridge in Central Oregon. It was incredible. I fully lost control of my vocal chords in the few seconds after I jumped cause my brain couldn’t process what was happening so I just sounded like a cow that had the wind knocked out of it. The jump itself was so easy because I have intrusive thoughts to jump off of tall places all the time and I could finally give in to those thoughts today. When someone said, “It’s less of the fear of heights for me, more of the fear of how much I want to jump.” I couldn’t relate to that more. So that’s mainly why I did it. No hesitation. While I was falling off the bridge I felt way more heavy than I was expecting. The only ever falling I’ve ever done to compare it to is the skydiving I did last summer. And tandem skydiving with a drogue above you and the updraft and all that makes you feel kinda weightless. But no, after two seconds my body started to tilt in the air and I started groaning and mooing and yelling at the same time and in the video my legs start flailing all crazy ahahah cause my body went into survival mode. I was trying so hard to not black out cause I wanted to get my money’s worth. With the jump and the video package and gas I was looking at a $200 dollar trip. Once I started bouncing on the bungee I just screamed and was able to enjoy it cause every bounce was a reminder that it was SO fun and every bounce made my harness zip snug against my body and I felt SO safe. From the time I left my car to the time I got back in my car it was less than a half hour. It went by really fast. I’m 100% going back.
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