The idea of hanging 200feet or so above the ground was appealing but with it came Fear. It was exciting to think about it, yes, then after a few seconds of silence, you begin to be doubtful. Questions start pouring in...will the harness hold? can it really carry my weight? will I throw up in the air? puking? hell no! Gross thoughts start to attack the bravery I had in me. A few meters away at the ticket booth and joined by 2 friends (Joanne 3495 and Maki 3490, fellow officers with my Kabalikat family) I was starting to be embraced by the feeling of hesitation. I was seeing people being thrown and strapped to the harness then they push you and leave you clinging for dear life. Ok, here I am minutes away and started searching for the guts I had in me. I am no "cream puff" I am so doing this! Thinking it is no different from going on the loops of the old Revolution Roller Coasterat Six Flags! Woohoo I find myself taking the steps on to Station 2, a brief discussion with the zipline staff, seeing Joanne strapped and it is time! I was carried feet first and holding on to the rope for steadiness, all strapped in!! There is no turning back!!! Here we go! The shouts, screams and @/!? were all over the place with me and Joanne side by side up in the air, then realizing it wasn't as tough as I imagined it to be...I HAD THE BEST 20seconds or so OF MY LIFE!!!!!