So when the train finally arrived, we decided to take it only a few stops and get off at Erlton. From there it would only be a couple of blocks to the Talisman Center.
Once we arrived, Steve and I ended up in a line of about 14 chasers. We were all instructed to take off shoes, bags, shirts and and cotton underwear if you had it. We met a nice couple of ladies who were a few challenges ahead of us who gave us some tips on the places they had been.
Then it was our turn to go down to the diving area.
Steve and I were first hosed down, both sides, with a garden hose and nozzle spraying a hard jet of icy hell at us. Then it was time to roll the dice........literally!
5 and a 3 is what we rolled. As it turns out, this meant we had to go off the 3 meter and 5 meter diving boards. I opted to take the higher one as I found out Steve has a bit of a heights thing. He still almost drowned! Apparently, breathing in as you hit the water is a bad thing lol. Then he got disoriented and did not know which way was up.......but he was still able to get up and out on his own. Dying would have really put a damper on the day!
I, on the other hand, had no problems. Up the stairs, onto the diving platform, walk off the edge, hold breath, swim to edge. Easy right?
Well, there is some perspective that needs to be shown. The pictures should help say it.
What it looks like from even 5 meters
How we must have looked to everybody when we got up on the platform
How we imagined we would look going off the diving boards
Reality!
After we got out of the water, it was time to get our stuff and head to the next challenge point. As far as we had it figured, Impact Boxing was our next destination!
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