I asked my friend Jake, who is an avid diver, why the divers always fall backwards into the water. He said, “Dummy, if they fell forward they’d still be in the boat.” Um, oh yeah.
I should have figured that one out myself. The problem is, I still don’t know the real answer. When you jump out of a plane (I say you because I would never, ever do that) I don’t think you fall backward, although that would make more sense because you wouldn’t be as aware of how high you are and wet your pants.
There was a time when I was sort of a daredevil and wanted to skydive but then my wonderful cousin, Carol did it and broke her leg. No thanks. If someone is injured performing a daredevil stunt, these days I proceed living my life with caution.
I can watch people sky dive from my porch. Well they don’t really do it from my porch, that would be stupid. I can watch them come down while sitting on the porch. The worst thing that could happen to me is having a seizure and I would only fall a couple of feet and flop around for a while. And I’m 50% certain I wouldn’t wet myself.