A few years ago, I came across suspension at a concert. It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. I was fascinated! I never knew that the body could endure such things. I was amazed how strong these people were mentally to do such a thing. Right then and there, I determined that I could never do that, I don't have the courage to even try.
At the beginning of this year, one of the guys I live with got suspended. Hearing him talk about his experience made me curious about suspension. After talking to him, I began looking up information about suspensions.
I eventually stumbled across BME and there were tons of pictures and experiences. I found all the answers to all my questions. But looking up information was not enough; it did not satisfy my curiosity.
In September, I finally worked the courage to do my first suspension with Ascension Suspension. The experience was amazing and I was anxious to do it again. It opened up a door to a whole new realm.
Recently, I did my fourth suspension; a two point suicide. I was very excited and extremely nervous about this suspension. The idea of fewer hooks intrigued me but scared me at the same time. I was nervous that there was fewer hooks to support my weight but drawn towards the idea that there was fewer hooks to hold me back.
As the days passed, the day finally arrived. A good friend and I ventured out to Steve's house. As each minute passed on the drive into town, I became more excited. I had butterflies in my stomach by the time we got there.
There was a few people already at Steve's and it was determined that I was going up first. Within minutes, Steve was marking and pinching at my back to determine where the hooks were to go.
Steve had me lay down on the table and had me focus on my breathing. I grabbed tightly to my friend's hand and just tried to stay calm. I hate the moment right before the hooks go in, I always expect the worse.
"Take a deep breath in... and let it out."
The piercings are not all that painful but really shocking. With two hooks in my back, I was ready to get hooked up to the rig.
After being hooked up into the rig, I started stretching and pulling at the hooks. The stretching was very intense and very painful. It was a sharp burning sensation running down the entire length of my back and my lower back seemed to be knotting up. The pain was immense and my mind started flooding with doubt. I could not detach myself from the pain, I could not convince myself to pick up my feet. I seriously considered saying no more.
My friend helped me out a lot by trying to get me to focus about other things. He made me talk about things such as school to just get my mind off the pain. It helped a lot. Eventually, I worked up the courage to pick up my feet and up I went into the air.
The feeling of being suspended is truly amazing, a feeling which I don't think I can explain fully. When I'm up there, everything feels serene. I feel centered, level headed and at peace with myself. I learn more about myself and the person I am, I feel alive up there. One of the things I love the most is watching the ground just fly right under my feet.
I have done 3 suspension styles to this date and I think the suicide suspension is the most uncomfortable. Despite of it being uncomfortable, I think it is a lot of fun and is very enjoyable. What makes it so much fun is that you are able to move so much and it really gives it that feeling of flying. And swinging is amazing.
I felt like such a geek up there. I kept playing with the concepts of angular momentum... sticking my feet out and tucking them in to control how fast I was spinning. I am ashamed to admit this but at one point I was like thinking about how I must increase my radius to lower my velocity. Sometimes I wish physics wouldn't plague such a wonderful experience.
Ben, who was kind enough to push me around, asked me if I wanted to pick him up. The thought of picking someone up never crossed my mind before and I figured it would not hurt to try. I quickly agreed to it. I was not sure what to expect but I was hoping this would only enhance my experience.
They lowered me down and Ben explained how he was going to jump on. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist, kind of like a hug, and he quickly kicked up his legs and locked them around mine. We were pulled further in the air.
Even though the moment was only a few seconds, it felt like minutes. Holding him up was very intense. Right as we were in the air, I felt as if I was thrown into a pool of cold water. I felt very alert, every feeling and emotion intensified. It was quite refreshing and it popped my back.
It was an amazing experience and I wanted to try it again, but this time I actually wanted to hold onto the moment, hold onto that feeling as long as possible.
Trial two of picking Ben up was a bit more interesting. Just as he did before, he jumped on. It hurt at first but that invigorating feeling came back quickly. I closed my eyes, focused on my breathing and tried to stay calm and relaxed. I wanted to just indulge in the moment.
I'm not quite sure what happened really but the next thing I remembered was Ben asking me if I was alright. I was on the ground on top of Ben and very confused.
At first thought, he thought the parachute cord broke but after further inspection it turned out the hooks straightened out. One of the hooks was still attached to the rig and the other hook was nowhere in sight.
After it happened, it felt like I couldn't pick myself up. My muscles didn't seem to want to move and I felt so heavy. I managed to finally get up and get my wounds cleaned up and bandaged. I had a small tear on the left side of my back but for the most part, I was fine.
When I got home, I took off the bandages. I cleaned them and redressed them. The area around the tear is tender and kind it itches. It drives me crazy that I can't really scratch it. I also have the wonderful feeling of the rice krispies. I love feeling the rice krispies, it feels so weird.
I'm still finding it hard to comprehend all that happened that night. I'm finding it hard to believe that I really bent those hooks. The experience was very enjoyable and I got all that I wanted out of the experience. I am very proud that I did it. If I were to do it all again, I wouldn't change a thing.
I can't thank Steve and his wonderful team enough for the amazing experience they have given me.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 25 Dec. 2006