Let the countdown begin!

When I was 14 I went to the States. I was mainly in California and of course California has some big theme parks!

I had never been on a roller coaster before, or anything remotely like the rides you would find in the parks. I thought I might be scared, so I used the time I had to prepare myself.

I started off by going to Science Alive where they had a few activities that could potentially scare the living daylights out of me. I did them, and I found that I wasn't afraid. I took that feeling with me, and I also kept telling myself "The worst that can happen is that I go upside down. That is nothing to worry about"

The trip was a huge success, and I went on every ride possible and I loved it! That holiday threw me into the world of travel, and also gave me my fearlessness. After that I abseiled, canoed, sky dived, bungee jumped, and went on every roller coaster possible.

Celebrating my 16th Birthday. Wigram Air Base, Christchurch, NZ

Skydiving was something that I had always wanted to do. In the days leading up to it I couldn't move without jumping up and down with a squeal or two. Excited was not a strong enough word!

So when I won some ticketek vouchers earlier in the year I decided to do another jump. I kept putting it off and off, and when the vouchers were about to expire I called and booked the jump.

I jump tomorrow. Holy crap tomorrow! This time I am not as excited as I was 4 years ago. I am actually a bit scared and nervous. I don't know what has changed in that time, but my passion for all things exciting has gone.

I keep trying to harness some energy, excite myself and get ready for this awesome adventure. But all I can think about is self preservation. I should stay on the ground where I am safe and happy. This is NOT the mindset I want to be in as I jump 14000 feet out of the air.

Has this happened to anyone else? As you have gotten older, do you crave safety and security more than thrills and excitement?