Conceding Defeat
It hasn’t been that long since I suggested that I would still fight to find a paragliding work opportunity overseas but at this point I’ve pretty much thrown in the towel.
I’ve e-mailed pretty much everyone I know in the sport and have asked if they know of anyone looking for a tandem pilot/instructor and the response almost across the board has been “I’ll let you know if I hear of anything.” Other than finding a couple of small opportunities in New Zealand which I would have loved to take except for being quite certain that it would cost me money instead of make me money, it’s been kind of quiet.
Sooooooo…feeling a bit dejected by the world of paragliding, I’m forced to put the sport on the side, get a job, and try my best not to think about it for the next 6 months. Oh, woe is me! Ok, it’s not the end of the world, but it’s disappointing.
I’ve been scouring the internet for sports that I can take up during the winter months so that I can get excited about something else. I’m not big into skiing or snowboarding (my ankle still gives me grief and with a cracked bone on my other foot, probably not the greatest idea anyway) so something indoors is probably the way to go. The thought of going without a hit of adrenaline kills me! Auuughhhh! I need a fix! I need something exciting to do! Extreme swimming? Bad-ass badminton? I’ve already looked into joining a circus group, but I missed the registration date – damn!
Perhaps this is a blessing in disguise; when wanting everything NOW, sometimes life has a funny way of putting the brakes on for you, probably for your own good.
I’ve e-mailed pretty much everyone I know in the sport and have asked if they know of anyone looking for a tandem pilot/instructor and the response almost across the board has been “I’ll let you know if I hear of anything.” Other than finding a couple of small opportunities in New Zealand which I would have loved to take except for being quite certain that it would cost me money instead of make me money, it’s been kind of quiet.
Sooooooo…feeling a bit dejected by the world of paragliding, I’m forced to put the sport on the side, get a job, and try my best not to think about it for the next 6 months. Oh, woe is me! Ok, it’s not the end of the world, but it’s disappointing.
I’ve been scouring the internet for sports that I can take up during the winter months so that I can get excited about something else. I’m not big into skiing or snowboarding (my ankle still gives me grief and with a cracked bone on my other foot, probably not the greatest idea anyway) so something indoors is probably the way to go. The thought of going without a hit of adrenaline kills me! Auuughhhh! I need a fix! I need something exciting to do! Extreme swimming? Bad-ass badminton? I’ve already looked into joining a circus group, but I missed the registration date – damn!
Perhaps this is a blessing in disguise; when wanting everything NOW, sometimes life has a funny way of putting the brakes on for you, probably for your own good.
posted by Veronica at 1:30 AM
3 Comments:
Speedflying. You only need to really be able to ski straight for a minute on launch and landing (depending on the steepness of the slope) and it'll get your blood pumping for sure.
Speedflying is sick - my heart races just thinking about it! I could totally see myself getting addicted! But that's another expensive sport and I'm not sure I need another one...
Maybe extreme tobogganing?
Well, there's always ice fishing. We could tie a string around your big toe and stuff you upsidedown the hole with a flashlight and a speargun. That would be way sicker than speed flying, and you can catch supper too! But you would need to really be able to hold your breath for more than a minute.
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