Getting Jumpy With It

I and a bunch of other folks that I jumped with once held the world record for the longest non-stop airborne operation in history. Nineteen hours in the air, 6,320 miles, two or three mid-air refuelings (I forgot how many), then the jump — from NC to Tashkent, Kazakhstan.

For all I know the world record still stands. Can’t find anything to confirm one way or another. That was one hell of a fucking jump, though.

Bruising

It’s amazing how just a few more inches of muscle makes you look more imposing.

A woman I work with said she glanced across the parking lot this morning as I was walking in (I park far away) and thought, “Huh, who is that bruiser walking across the parking lot?” And then she realized it was me.

Ha. Absolutely no one would’ve described me as a “bruiser” a year ago. I don’t really think it’s that accurate, because I think a bruiser really needs to be over 200 pounds, but I sure am a lot different than I was then.