I used to swing almost as high as I could until the chain would go to slack, then plummet down only to be caught with a jerk by the tension of the chain. Repeat. The truth was, at the height of my arc, my form would soften a little. I never fully committed and wondered regularly, if the full momentum of my swinging would have take me over the top. … #throwbackthursday #8paint #toohigh (at Ashland, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbxhN67LuS7/?utm_medium=tumblr















