Jumping to their lives

The picture I choose is a two page spread in a sports magazine I’d normally never be reading. However, as I was browsing through the pages this one really jumped out at me, pardon the pun. In the center of the image there’s two young men in winged suits and equipped with parachutes jumping off the face of a cliff, into what seems to be the warm summer air of some beautiful, probably European, rural town that I’m never going to visit. To be fair, I’m probably never going to jump off a cliff either, but who knows. I chose this image because it shows great courage (or perhaps stupidity) in these two “adrenaline junkies”. Wingsuit basejumping has rapidly become the deadliest extreme sport there is. There’s zero room for error, you are inches from death for the entire time, and it all lasts approximately around a minute. Is it worth it? Depends on who you ask, because the answer to that question is very related to how you live your life and the decisions you’re willing to make. How far would you go to fulfill your passions and chase your dreams? At the moment, the most extreme sport I practice is trying to get around on a bicycle in the streets of Puerto Rico and, let me tell you, it gets intense. You fear for your life daily. But I love my bike, and, if I get hit by a car, I’d probably just keep calm and pedal on.