On Jumping Over A Cliff…
So this guy tells me… “You should jump off that cliff, Don.”
I stare incredulously at the guy cause I am not good on cliffs. Not as bad as my bud Charles… but that is a different story. I am not crazy about heights.
“Are you crazy”, I say… “jumping off a cliff can hurt, or even kill me.”
“Nawwww”, this guy says… “I have jumped off a lot of cliffs and never got hurt. Ever.”
“Really…” I am now intrigued… still skeptical, but intrugued. “How did you manage to do that?”
“It’s really SIMPLE”, he said, “all you have to do is know the secret of cliff jumping, which is a really easy method that I can teach you.”
OK, so now I am all in.
“Teach me”, I said. And then forked over $467.93 (still don’t get that price, but another topic) and we began.
He showed me all the techniques he used and we studied his methods of leaping and preparing and ‘thinking’ about his process.
On jump day, I thought the right thoughts, prepped the correct way, ran for the cliff exactly how he showed me, and did a perfect rendition of his ‘cliff-leap’…
On the way to the hospital, he sat next to me with a concerned look on his face. I was bandaged and bent, and had a tube in my nose.
“What happened?” I was going into various stages of consciousness.
He shook his head an looked at me with a look of pure patronization.
“You chose the wrong cliff.”
You can learn all the cliff jumping techniques you want from famous cliff jumpers… or whatever. But you better know what cliff you are leaping from.
They are all different, you know.
After 10 days in IC, and two months of therapy I realized that he was right. The tactics worked fine, but not on that cliff.
“Ahh, yes, I remember you. Your the one that chose the wrong cliff”, he said as I called him on his private line.
“Yes… I want to learn how to choose the right cliff.”
We set it up for the following week. He had a group put together for an advanced workshop ($964.86 – ???) and I found myself in the company of various folks who have been in and out of physical therapy and chiropractors. They too had chosen the wrong cliff.
We spent the next 3 days learning to judge distance, find height and figure out velocity of falling imbeciles versus the depth of sand. This was grueling work, and we finally could judge the right cliff for the incredible cliff jumping to come.
As we were hoisting brews to a job well done and saying our goodbyes, he casually tossed out this little nugget; “I hope you all don’t kill yourself from doing the wrong thing in the air between the cliff and the sand… and goodnight.”
We looked at each other incredulously… “What do you mean… in the air…?”
He stopped and looked at us with a quizzical stare and said… “Look, knowing what to do and which cliff to choose is one thing, but the true power of cliff jumping is knowing how to fly and what to do to keep yourself safe.”
$3672.94 later I had mastered the skills of cliff jumping, the art of choosing the right cliff, and the science of what to do during the jump.
I haven’t done a jump yet, though.
I am quite busy working on my next workshop on “Cliff Jumping for the Young at Heart” which is based of course on all that I learned from those wonderful workshops.
It’s gonna rock… stay tuned.