Andreas took me to the edge of the platform, holding on to the back of my top. He told me to relax, and to look forward, not down. He told me to shut my eyes and breath.
"I'm going to count down from three." Andreas told me. "When I say one, you're going to open your eyes, step forward, and lookup. Foward and up."
"Forward and up." I repeated back, nodding.
I shut my eyes and took a deep breath.
"3..." Andreas started to count.
"2..." I felt my body start to relax.
"1..." I opened my eyes, stepped forward, and looked up.
When I jumped, it felt incredible, I don't remember making the conscious effort to do it. I just trusted myself and everything fell into place. I remember the exciting feeling of falling and thinking how awesome this actually feels, and landing on the airbag was just like sinking into a giant marshmallow. After the jump, I felt the greatest sense of adrenaline I had every experience, and I was on Cloud 9 with a mixture of relief and excitement from staring fear in the face and winning.
I didn't do it immediately, but I did it. As a stunt performer or any kind of performer, when action is called you must move, otherwise, you risk wasting time and money, which production can't afford. I proved to myself I can do the high fall, but I also learned I wouldn't be able to do it when action is called. I would hesitate. If I was a stunt performer I'd need that knowledge, to know my limits and how to overcome them to avoid embarrassment. By being allowed to do the high fall on B.L.A.S.T, I found out my limit for that particular stunt, which I wouldn't have known otherwise. If I was training to be a stunt performer, I know I would have to work at high falls, to practice them again and again until there was no hesitation, until it became second nature.