After I was told that I had agreed to this it was all I could think about. Would I fall out of the harness? How high up does it really go? Would I hit the water at record breaking speeds? Would they drop me in the water and I could be eaten by sharks?

Yes, all these thoughts flooded my brain the rest of the day Friday into Saturday. By Saturday I was almost in panic attack mode, literally. I was reassured that I didn't have to do it, I could go on the boat but then chicken out, yadda yadda yadda, so I decided hell, I like going on the boat, maybe I can face and conquer a fear along the way! (I was trying to believe this anyways!)

While we were waiting to be called for this "adventure" - aka torture - I was telling R, his brother and his SIL that I thought I might pass out. They all chuckled and said I'd be fine. I had decided at this point that if we were allowed to go tandem, I would go up with R, if not I really wasn't sure.

When we got on the boat that's when the shaking started. My hands, my body, everything. We were told that we all would have to go up with someone else because the wind was strong. *gulp*. I had said I would do it in tandem, so all of a sudden, next thing I know, R and I are being put in lifejackets and harnesses are being attached to us. WHY JUST US! WERE WE FIRST??? Indeed we were. Dear gawd I thought I was going to die right there on the boat. The dude told us what to do. Like a good little sheep I did as I was told.

Once we left the boat I was REALLY trying to make the best of it. I was like oh, ok, this isn't so bad afterall. But then we just kept getting further and further away from the boat. Then we started jarring around and being jerked forward then kinda floated back - I was dying! I was like R I wanna go back I wanna go back I wanna go back! He was like we're fine it's fine. He had his arms around me while I was holding on to my harness thinger for dear life.

After what seemed like forever we started seeing the boat as more than just a dot. Thank the baby jesus we were going back to the boat!!! I arrived back on the boat with my wobbly knees and shaking hands and as soon as I was unclipped the dude was like so how was it? I blurted (without thinking) IT WAS AWFUL! OH MY GAWD THANK GAWD WE MADE IT BACK TO THE BOAT! hahahahahaahhahahaha

Luckily SIL didn't lose her nerve, as she had mentioned she was a bit nervous as well. I am a giant ass. She said the same thing though, she was scared out of her mind and was SOOO glad we went up in pairs. Her and I agreed we would have passed out up there if we were on our own... I am also glad, in retrospect, that we were first. If someone came back and pulled a me I woulda chickened out for sure!

So that was parasailing. If you are an adventurous sort who likes heights with nothing but yourself, some material and the air, I will let you have parasailing all to yourself. I will not be sharing the sky in the future I don't think!