So - yesterday was the big day. A group of us drove up to Ogden to go indoor skydiving. We went through some training instruction beforehand, and then got suited up. We were in flight suits, and we had to wear ear plugs, goggles, and helmets, just as if you were skydiving from a plane. Then we waited in line to go into the wind tunnel for our 60 seconds of fly time. I was really quite nervous at this point. I was the second one of our group to go in. Indoor skydiving is actually much more difficult than you would expect. You lean into the wind, and it lifts you up, then you have to put your arms out, keep your head up, and bend your legs up. The wind is blowing so hard that it can be tough to breathe. I had to remind myself to do that. And it can be hard to maintain your positioning. But the instructor is in there with you the entire time, and he keeps you from going too far up or down. You would think that 60 seconds is really nothing, but when you're actually in there, it's amazing how long a minute can really last. The second flight was a bit easier, and it was more fun because the instructor held onto us and took us up and down in the tunnel, so I think we probably got up about 20 feet. I don't have the actual photographic evidence yet (I'm still waiting for the photos), but I did get a certificate of completion, so that will have to act as proof for now. We also were given a DVD, which we got a chance to watch, and we will try to get some still photos from it.
For probably the last 10 years or so, I've had pretty much the same hairstyle. For the most part, it's been long, all one length, and I would eventually put it up in a ponytail almost every day, because I couldn't stand having it in my face. It drove me crazy, but I didn't know what to do with it, and at the same time, I liked that I could basically get up and go every day without a lot of effort. For the past several months now, I've been threatening to do something different and drastic, and finally, yesterday, I did. At the recommendation of Angel, I made an appointment with her stylist. It took several weeks to get in, but finally, the day arrived. Angel went with me, for moral support, and to be the photographer. I went in with some basic ideas, but after some consultation and looking at photos with Francine, this is what I ended up with. First, the "before" shot: In process: And finally, the finished product: I can't remember the last time
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