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[It is not the impact that kills you. The impact merely breaks your bones. When you bounce, the pointy ends of the bones tear into you. The key thing is not to bounce. Therefore, aim for a spot with long grass, pasture-like. Then, right as you hit, grab the grass. This will keep you from bouncing and save your life. ] ARe you serious? Grab the grass? I think you're joking.... right? How would you be able to grab the grass as you're smashing into the ground?

I have 65 jumps. I started jumping two summers ago, this summer alot. I want to be there all the time! I think you're right and there should be a balance. I'm like that with anything I do, I get into it full force. I can't help it, that's just how I am. Maybe I'll find something else to pursue. Thanks for all the amazing people who took the time to post. The skydiving community is the best. [Excellence is caring more than others think is wise, dreaming more than others think is practical, expecting more than others think is possible.]

well generally my husband has a low opinion of skydivers, even though I am one! Hanging out with a bunch of guys all day doesn't help either. If we were dating ths would be a non-issue and I would be skydiving. But we are married and I feel selfish for not compromising esp. since he feels so strongly about it. I don't want to lose myself either. Like Blahr said, I'm just gonna take a break and see what happens. I will post the outcome someday....

So do you think most skydivers just have relationships with other skydivers? Is there anyone out there married to a whuffo that totally supports them?? I haven't met anyone who has told me that yet, they always say "it didn't work out".

I think I actually want to hear someone tell me that I will probably regret it. It's hard to put things in perspecitve when people around you, who don't skydive, look at you like your crazy for even considering staying in the sport. But I think skydiving is me. For a million reasons, but mostly because I am the most happy when I'm at the dropzone than I am all week. Says alot! I don't know where to go from here, time will tell. Thanks!

OK, so I have to quit skydiving and after everything I've had to sacrafice, relationship wise, you would think I would just say, OK that was fun and now I'm moving on. I can't stay married and skydive, it won't work. For some reason I can't stop thinking about how bad that sucks. Why? People give up stuff all the time. Is it addicting, like drugs? If I didn't give it up, would I someday look back and say wish I would have kept my old life? Or is this just the fate of all us Type A personalities, needing a challenge and excitement? Lots of questions, sorry, I'm just so confused!