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You know you’re a diver when it’s all you think about. When you can’t even walk in a straight line without doing your hurdle in your head. When you stand on your toes whenever you can and practice your back jump. When you’re diving, nothing else matters. Every entry, every jump, every rip. It’s like every problem you’ve faced, and every tear you’ve cried, disappears. Diving is my passion, my love, it’s what I live for. It’s all that makes sense to me. I hope that all of you share this amazing connection to this sport, because I honestly don’t think a love like this will ever cross my life again.
That awkward moment when you’re in a meet and you kick, and all you see is sky.
and then you try to desperately save yourself in any way you can, but you end up getting like 3’s anyway.
Diving at an outdoor meet in 60 degree weather, in the wind AND the rain.
so, thats what our weekend looked like..
how was yours? any dive stories? videos? send ‘em in!
she--dreams--of--paradise asked: A month ago i hit the board doing reverse 1 1/2 in a meet and broke two of my fingers. since then i've done several 303s but i rarely do them without balking and they still scare the crap out of me. any advice on how to get over this?
but seriously, you just have to go. tell yourself you can do it, be positive, chuck it and hope to live. LOL just kidding. you’ll be fine! (=
(Source: live-andletlive, via fuckyeahspringboarddiving)
