Early on in the Games, I opened my big mouth and said I’d jump from the 10m platform. I was all bravado until Todd and I went up to take pictures… and then all of a sudden I just wasn’t so sure.
The final day of competition came and my big mouth came back to haunt me. Luckily, I had company. Rachel and I went through with it… twice!
I can confirm that I couldn’t really breathe up there and that I never have to do this again.
And the proof: