Need For Speed

This weekend I discovered something buried deep within myslef that was begging to be unearthed...a love for speed! I have always been the dare-devil in the family, riding the craziest rides at amusement parks, and without hesitation, taking part in any activity that was guaranteed to give one an adrenaline rush..But there was something about my experiences on a hot and sunny afternoon that I experienced this weekend that was unlike anything I had ever imagined. It was freeing and exhilerating in a way that I had never experienced before to be able to pull the gas lever all the way to the handle of the wave runner and see myself soar across the water without a care in the world (with the exception of keeping a close eye on the boats whom I was sharing the dam with). My smile seemed to grow bigger and bigger with each wave that I so strategically hit to get the greatest amount of "air". And once both corners of my mouth reached my ears, expressing sheer excitement only by a grin was brought to a halt. That was when tears of happiness seemed to slip from my tear ducts to make it very clear to me that I was having a blast and to beg me not to stop!