1pt Chest Suspension
I guess the idea for a 1pt Chest Suspension came not long after I had forgotten the pain of the 2pt Chest I did approximately 6 months earlier. It was one of those things I knew I would have given a go sooner or later; it was just a matter of the right time and place. I was thinking a few months down the line on travels to USA mid year, looks like I was wrong.
Over the past weeks Chill and I were discussing putting together a small suspension event to commemorate the one-year anniversary of our first suspensions. Before we knew it we had a group of about seven people booked in to suspend on 14th February (Good Friday). I talked the idea over with Chill a bit more and we didn't really come to any firm decisions on whether or not I was actually going to go ahead with anything let alone 1pt Chest.
So the day came, we worked around a few issues and headed out to the new venue where we could work all night if we had to. After a couple of great first timers suspending I decided it would be best to do a 2pt suicide first to get into the swing of things. All went well and after a few more people suspending it was pretty much decided I was going to give my chest a go.
After cleaning up the area I had my input on where I wanted to marks to go. We were pretty much happy with the marks and it was now time to throw the hook. I don't think it was nerves, or if I just forgot the pain of my previous chest suspension, but even just grabbing the skin hurt. One nice big deep breath in and out, it was not so much painful as uncomfortable I think, but that pain was nothing compared to what I was about to experience. Now it was onto the next step, rigging.
Of course I had to use my awesome Steelfetish Diamond 'bling' rig. The rigging took maybe 1-2 min tops really not long at all. I turned my iPod on to 'Pretty Hate Machine' by Nine Inch Nails (my usual suspension music), put the earphone in my ears grabbed the rope and started to tune out to everything around me and focus on my breathing.
At this stage I wasn't really feeling nervous or scared, all that was running through my head was 'wow, this was a really really stupid idea!' But hey, when you have come that far there is no turning back. Everyone was gathered around to watch but I really didn't notice anyone there. I closed my eyes and started to get some tension on the hook.
Within a matter of a few seconds I had the warm familiar feeling of skin against my chin, but no real pain at this point. Blood started to trickle from the entry point down my chest, it was quickly cleaned up and I was ready to go whenever I was ready. I moved my right hand further up the rope, and took a deep breath in. I don't really remember making a conscious decision to pull my hand down on the rope and lift up my feet, but it happened almost instantly. Well, in my head it was instantly. In reality I think it was a matter of a minute or two.
I was only off the ground for a matter of about 15 seconds before the pain became so intense that I just could not bare it any longer. No other words describe the pain other then intense. I lowered myself and placed my feet back on the ground leaving a small amount of tension still on my hook.
Having my feet back on the ground was a really awesome feeling. I think I even started to laugh and I am pretty sure I commented on how much of an idiot I was to think that going ahead with this was a good idea and I am positive I commented on how much it hurt. I guess once you have the adrenalin running through your system you don't really make much sense because after a few minutes rest it was time to go up again.
I repeated the process I did only moments before, put more tension on the hook and moved my arm up the rope, hook a deep breath and I was off the ground. This time only lasted for around ten seconds, not very long at all; it seemed A LOT longer though.
I quickly got my feet back on the ground, the hook was taken out and all I could think of doing was sitting down. I just sat there as some clean up was done and the area was being covered, I sat there repeating how stupid that was and how much it really hurt to my self any anyone that was listening. I was kind of out of it for the rest of the night.
I am really glad a went through with doing it, even though it didn't last for very long it was defiantly the best thing I have done in a long time. It was great to get the buzz out of a suspension, I have not felt that in a while and I really do miss that warm fuzzy feeling. Someone asked me last night if I would ever try it again, well I would never say never but maybe ask me again in about 6 months time once my chest doesn't hurt any more and the pain is all a distant memory.
Big props to everyone that helped out and for those who stuck around into the night and supported me and all of the other people suspending that day.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 22 April 2006