Day 138 — Coasteering

How nice is it to stay inside your comfort zone? Sticking to what you know you like and all the good that comes with that? One of the benefits I see in adult life is that you get to do what you want (to a certain extent of course) so today when faced with some challenges that were out of my comfort zone and basically scary as hell, I tried to tackle them head on.

Today I went Coasteering. It’s an activity where you swim out from the beach, head towards the big rocks along the island, climb up them, jump off and go exploring caves. It’s pretty cool because you can’t do it normally by yourself, you know? I’m like, 98 percent sure you would die if you tried it on your own.

We got changed into our wetsuits and swam out towards the rocks. The waves were huge. We had a lot of wind that morning and it didn’t appear to be easing up anytime soon. As we approached them, the reality of what we were doing started to sink in when we saw the waves crashing against the rocks violently. If we swam to the wrong place, we could be in-between the rocks and the waves.

Our instructors showed us the safest route up and then we started to climb up the mini-cliffs ourselves. I looked up to the top and thought to myself, “that looks high”.

A big part of Coasteering is the jumps. It looks great, jumping off a huge rock into the sea must give a pretty nice release of adrenaline. The first jump was fine. It was around one and a half metres or so, easy to just close my eyes and get it over with. The second one was a completely different matter though.

When we got to the top of this rock (which felt like a cliff) my heart was beating out of it’s chest. “That looks high”. My legs turned to jelly. To top it off, it wasn’t a straight jump off the ledge. There was a lip at the bottom which was just shy of a metre, so if you stepped off the edge too short, you would hit that and smash your ankles, shins, knees and life. Holiday done after that. Nope, that’s not for me.

I stayed up at the top, stood on the edge, sat down again, stood up, looked and toyed with the idea of jumping off for maybe 10 minutes. I just couldn’t bring myself to make that step. It seemed too big for me. So I accepted it and turned back to jump from a smaller ledge. It felt like defeat at first. Then I reminded myself that I had got up there in the first place, toyed with the idea of jumping and then decided not to do it, and that was okay. That wouldn’t be the end of the world for me.

I still had a great time out in the sea and did some smaller, more manageable leaps afterwards too.

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