I Believe I Can Fly


{Adventure: The Flying Trapeze. Photographed by Jorge Camaraza}


What did I do this weekend, you ask? I pretended to run away and join the circus at The Flying Trapeze. Jorge surprised me with the gift for our anniversary. And it was awesome. If you’ve ever dreamed of soaring in the sky while holding on to a bar, then letting go of that bar and trusting someone to catch your wrists and fling you though the air, then this is an adventure you need to add to your bucket list. So, what’s it like? Does it hurt? Is it scary? Well, you start by climbing a very tall ladder up to a narrow platform. All the while you are strapped in, so keep that in mind while you are looking down. Trust me, you’re safe. Wherever you go, someone is holding on to you via a rope. Once you reach the platform, you’re handed a bar and everything your body knows about gravity is put to the test. Your next step, leap and hold on. Internally, your brain says um, no. And you’re body is right there with it. But deeper inside, that little voice named adventure screams, “Go For It!” And depending on which side has the bigger grip on your common sense, well, the rest is up to you. I let go, knowing I was strapped in and perfectly safe and it was a blast. Swinging through the air, holding on to just a bar. Eventually, rolling over and wrapping my legs around the bar, then back tucking and descending into the net. What’s the fear factor? The first leap off the platform sent my heart racing, but as soon as I was swinging through the air a smile worked it way across my face. The second time, I knew a little more what to expect, but wasn’t ready to try anything new just yet. But by my third try I was ready to do it all day. In fact, I would do it again and again and again if I could. I always wanted to run away and join the circus. Maybe it’s not too late after all.

The highlight of the class is the end, when you are given the chance to let go and be caught by one of the team members. It took me three attempts, but we finally connected and I got the opportunity to soar while only being held on to by an instructor hanging by a bar by the back of his knees. Adrenaline rush? You betcha.

If you have any desire to try out the flying trapeze, check out the site. Prices and times are listed. You’ll certainly have the most unique weekend report come Monday morning. And you’ll be well aware of your pectoral muscles, lats and triceps come the next morning, too. Here’s a look at my adventure.