Every year for our birthdays, my daughter and I elect to give each other a memorable experience in lieu of a standard gift. (Full disclosure here: I still get her a gift!!) For her 25th birthday, we took a cooking class together, as an example. When my birthday rolled around this year, she asked what I wanted to do that we hadn’t done before and she gave me a few options. One of them was going to trapeze school.
I can hear you saying now, “Excuse me, WHAT?”
Yes, you heard ( or read!) correctly. I wanted to learn how to fly on a trapeze. On a bar. 30 feet above the ground. And yes, with a net under me. I’m not totally a moron or have a death wish.
Anyway….
Over this past weekend, my daughter and I went to trapeze school.
It was as terrifying as I thought it would be, but it was so much more.
My daughter gave me the option of going first. I took it. As I climbed the 25 foot ladder up to the jumping off stand, I started to run in my mind the last time I paid my life insurance policy, was it up-t0-date? Who was my beneficiary? When I got to the stand, shaking and feeling as if I was going to throw up the oatmeal I had for breakfast ( more on that later) I must have telegraphed my absolute terror to the man who was going to strap me in and basically shove me off the stand because he said, “first time?”
Jeeze. What gave me away? The fact the ladder was clanging from my shaking hands? The pallor of my face? The fact my pupils were constricted with fear?
Anyway…he was lovely, reassuring, and very strong, thankfully. I did as I was instructed: one arm out to catch the bar, one hand behind me holding onto another bar, bend my knees, breathe. ON his count, he made me switch to both hands on the bar, put ten toes over the ledge and don’t look down, just focus on the distance. Now, of course, you know when someone tells you not to look down the first thing you do is….look down!! And sweet, baby Jesus, was I high up. Like third story building high up. On the count of three, he said, “go.” And I…went.
You never know how much you value your life as when it flashes before your eyes.
From below, the main instructor was calling out instructions, the most important one? “Focus on my voice!!” I did. I straightened my legs, lifted them when told, swung them around the bar so that now I was holding on and my knees were clutching the bar. When he said, “Let go and drop backward,” another flash flew past me and I…let go and leaned backward. I think at this time I screamed “Holy, Shit!” but since neither my daughter nor my husband was videoing me, I can’t remember for sure. I do remember thinking “I’m actually doing this and not dying!! Then I thought, “yet!”
Next instruction? Lift back up, drop your legs and let go.
Now, upside down hanging from the backs of my thighs is a position I never in 1,000,000 years thoughts I’d ever be in. But, I was. Looking at the world from 30 feet up and upside down is…interesting. And, I will admit, a total rush. And a little nauseating…damn that oatmeal.
Okay, so after a few seconds of this experience the instructor yelled, “Put your hands back up on the bar, drop your legs, and let go.”
Okay, what? Let go? I guess I thought they would somehow lower me back down. The thought I had to DROP never crossed my mind. He said it again. “Let go.” So, I did.
The fact that I’m here, writing this, proves I didn’t die!!!
Now, no one took video of me doing this, so when it was my daughter’s turn, of course, I had that camera all set to record. Here is her much more stylish swing through: 
And, yes, it goes just that fast!!
So after the first time, when I was letter friggin’ perfect, you’d probably think it was a piece of cake after that and that the next time I’d be even better. Yeah…not so much. You never realize how much you weigh or what terrible shape your arm muscles are in until you are trying to hang with all your weight dropping straight down and someone yells “lift you legs over the bar.” So, I was a one hit wonder with the trapeze bar. Got a perfect 10 on my first try. I should have stopped there, but you know…competition! I tried 2 more times and then that damn oatmeal got the better of me and I got really sick and we had to call it a morning.
But for a few quick hours I flew like a bird. An overweight, middle aged, not very strong bird….but one, nonetheless.
And it was friggin’ fabulous!
One of my favorite human beings is Eleanor Roosevelt. She once said, “you must do the things that terrify you.” And I did!
So, next year’s birthday experience? Sky diving sounds good, no?
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Peggy Jaeger, Author 
That’s an excellent birthday! It’s lucky your family is as adventurous as you are. It sounds like you and your daughter could get into quite a bit of trouble together. Congratulations and Happy Birthday to you both.
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Sandra – we do!!! This year for her birthday she’s running her fist full marathon!!!
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Wow, good for you! I’m not sure I ever want to sky dive… but then again, I never thought I’d cliff dive either, and I did that in Mexico this spring in one of those underground cenotes – Letting go and jumping is the hardest part. Happy Birthday, Peggy!
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CLiff dive !! You rock, girl!!!!!! gotta put that on my to do list.
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Loved your post, Peggy! Wow! Good on you for going for it. I’m totally impressed. My arms are much too laptop soft to hold me up. Gah!
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In all honesty, mine hurt like hell on sunday!! Off to the gym for me now
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Oops, I forgot to wish you a very happy birthday! 🙂
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I take my hat off to you, Peggy! I’m way too afraid of heights to try anything like that. And skydiving? I might lose my lunch just thinking about it! Good for you for facing something scary.
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Listen, that Oatmeal almost met the air!
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O M G
what a riot!!
Good for you for keeping the ties going with your girl and for planning things together. It’s a testament to you both.
Veronica Lynch
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Thanks, Veronica!
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You certainly have more guts than I do! Great post!
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Ilona – is it guts? or something else, like crazy??!! hahaha
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Awesome! What a great experience for you. I really admire you for having the courage to do something new and kind of scary (to me it would be frightening lol).
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So adventurous! You inspire all of us, Peggy 🙂
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My husband has another word for it aside from adventurous!!! hahah. Thanks, tho, Joanne!
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Okay– you add meaning to do one thing every day that scares you! It certainly scared me just reading about your adventure! Zip line adventures are nothing compared to trapeze You go girl!
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Tena – I forgot about ziplining!1! maybe I’ll do that next instead of jumping out of a plane!!! thanks for the idea!!
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Zip lining is fun, doesn’t require the upper body strength trapeze does. I’m sure. LOL Sounds better than jumping out of a plane.
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Happy birthday, you wild woman! You are a far braver woman than I am!
Thanks for sharing your experience, because it’s the closest I’ll ever get to a trapeze in my freaking life. Unless someone chases me up the ladder with a gun, a la a scene from a Hitchcock movie.
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Happy birthday, you daring young lass on the flying trapeze!
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Happy birthday, Peggy. I’m still clinging to my chair…
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Wow, that sounds like an amazing experience! Happy birthday!
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Love it!!!
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Brave and daring! Thanks for sharing this fun and thrilling experience. Happy birthday!
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Happy Birthday! Wow- I never heard of trapeze school! It looks fun- if I wasn’t terrified of heights, lol.
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Wonderful blog- enjoyed your story.
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