A mind is a wonderful thing. The way it works is incomprehensible to most of us.
Capable of analysing a word and immediately translating it into what it means to you, as a person.
Your mind associates every word with a feeling; chocolate, rain, sunshine, alcohol, cars. The feelings associated with these words are usually determined by your life experiences.
For example someone who dislikes fitness will associate the word ‘exercise’ with a negative feeling, whereas someone who enjoys fitness will associate the word with a positive feeling.
I am not sure when, but at some point in time, my mind decided that the word ‘normal’ was under no circumstances associated with a positive feeling. It is instantly translated into BORING.
In defence of what I am about to say; I believe it is because of this, that I am not so ‘normal’.
Something that you should know, is that I am a Class A adrenalin junkie. There is something about the combination of fear and excitement that makes me feel.. Alive.
The split second of uncertainty, like jumping out of a plane, and knowing there IS a possibility that the parachute wont actually open this time, being metres up in the air on a steel pole and attempting to flip backwards while catching the back of your knee on the pole - thus saving you from the fall. I don’t expect you to understand why I love jumping out of planes or hanging from poles, how could you? Unless, you, yourself have experienced it. We all have an obsession, pure enjoyment from something that isn’t necessarily explainable. I wish for you to think about your unexplainable obsession and to therefore understand my urge to fulfil mine - adrenalin.
I have been in a few car accidents now; perhaps more than average for someone of my age. Though, in my defence; they were not all my fault, nor were I the driver for all of them.
After the adrenalin, the fear, the impact, the shattering glass and the rush of energy, I can’t help but feel the need for a replay button. No accident is the same; the impact is always different. And although I understand it is not the healthiest adrenalin, I do still think, that if safety tests were still done the old fashioned way (where a person drives the car into a brick wall) I would very much want that job.
Maybe I am slightly insane, but there is a moment, right before the impact, where you realise that you have NO control over what is going to happen next.
So even though the things I enjoy may be classed as slightly insane, worrying about dying is a sign that you want to live, right?
When we were in Waiheke during new years, we stopped at the dirt track to watch what the races. The very last event was the ‘Demolition Derby.’
If you are unaware of what a Demolition Derby is, please see the link below;
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demolition_derby
At that moment, I realised that this would be my new ‘thing’ for 2011. I couldn’t help but to imagine the feel and sound of each impact! My competitive nature would definitely add to the intenseness of the adrenalin rush. Hmm!!!
Having been skydiving more than once in 2010 (Estie can elaborate on this) I felt that this year should bring a new adrenalin rush and what better way than to race around a wet dirt track while deliberately aiming for other cars.
Bring on 2011, the smell of petrol, the impact, the noise, the spinning wheels..
Let’s lose control!
Capable of analysing a word and immediately translating it into what it means to you, as a person.
Your mind associates every word with a feeling; chocolate, rain, sunshine, alcohol, cars. The feelings associated with these words are usually determined by your life experiences.
For example someone who dislikes fitness will associate the word ‘exercise’ with a negative feeling, whereas someone who enjoys fitness will associate the word with a positive feeling.
I am not sure when, but at some point in time, my mind decided that the word ‘normal’ was under no circumstances associated with a positive feeling. It is instantly translated into BORING.
In defence of what I am about to say; I believe it is because of this, that I am not so ‘normal’.
Something that you should know, is that I am a Class A adrenalin junkie. There is something about the combination of fear and excitement that makes me feel.. Alive.
The split second of uncertainty, like jumping out of a plane, and knowing there IS a possibility that the parachute wont actually open this time, being metres up in the air on a steel pole and attempting to flip backwards while catching the back of your knee on the pole - thus saving you from the fall. I don’t expect you to understand why I love jumping out of planes or hanging from poles, how could you? Unless, you, yourself have experienced it. We all have an obsession, pure enjoyment from something that isn’t necessarily explainable. I wish for you to think about your unexplainable obsession and to therefore understand my urge to fulfil mine - adrenalin.
I have been in a few car accidents now; perhaps more than average for someone of my age. Though, in my defence; they were not all my fault, nor were I the driver for all of them.
After the adrenalin, the fear, the impact, the shattering glass and the rush of energy, I can’t help but feel the need for a replay button. No accident is the same; the impact is always different. And although I understand it is not the healthiest adrenalin, I do still think, that if safety tests were still done the old fashioned way (where a person drives the car into a brick wall) I would very much want that job.
Maybe I am slightly insane, but there is a moment, right before the impact, where you realise that you have NO control over what is going to happen next.
So even though the things I enjoy may be classed as slightly insane, worrying about dying is a sign that you want to live, right?
When we were in Waiheke during new years, we stopped at the dirt track to watch what the races. The very last event was the ‘Demolition Derby.’
If you are unaware of what a Demolition Derby is, please see the link below;
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demolition_derby
At that moment, I realised that this would be my new ‘thing’ for 2011. I couldn’t help but to imagine the feel and sound of each impact! My competitive nature would definitely add to the intenseness of the adrenalin rush. Hmm!!!
Having been skydiving more than once in 2010 (Estie can elaborate on this) I felt that this year should bring a new adrenalin rush and what better way than to race around a wet dirt track while deliberately aiming for other cars.
Bring on 2011, the smell of petrol, the impact, the noise, the spinning wheels..
Let’s lose control!
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