Freefallin'

I went indoor skydiving this weekend, and it was glorious.

I don't think I could ever do real skydiving. I'm terrified of heights, so much so that sometimes the simple act of looking up at a really tall building makes me feel light-headed. The idea of jumping out of a plane at 12,000 feet with only a thin cord and an even thinner sheet of nylon to prevent me from a terrifying plunge to my death is complete lunacy to me.

But indoors? All the fun and none of the danger? Sign me up!

Today I turn 40 years old. (Please, don't applaud.) To celebrate over the Thanksgiving weekend, my wonderful wife planned a whole day for me, and it was all a surprise. I had no idea what we were doing all day. I was simply told, "You have plans at this time and this time, so don't make any other plans." She really went out of her way to make sure I had an amazing day.

And I did, because I got to do this:

It was an absolute blast. If you get the chance, you should definitely give it a try. Here in the DFW area, you can go to iFly.

Happy belated Thanksgiving everyone!