belly flops

i just recently returned from a weeklong vaca in the natural playground of lake powell. for those of you who don't know it is a long and skinny lake with great scenery, dirty water and lots of crazy people. anyway...one night, after a boat ride and some hiking, we pull up to the houseboat and find my sister chelsea wearing not one, but two lifejackets--one regular style and the other resembling that of a diaper--legs through the arm holes. she was jumping off the back of the houseboat while attempting to do flips and the like. instantly i was reminded of my childhood days [did i say childhood? if by childhood i meant last summer then you could say that] when i wore two lifejackets...i jumped off our ski boat, quickly grabbed the two closest lifejackets, donned one regularly and the other like a diaper and dove face first into the water--BELLY FLOP! almost immediatley i resurface laughing hysterically. i don't understand why i love doing this so much. i guess it's just the idea that a belly flop is supposed to hurt but doesn't when you are protected by the lifejackets. after this first belly flop i remembered how much i enjoyed belly flopping. for about a half an hour after that, chelsea and i belly flopped and back flopped into the lake, until my sinuses were thoroughly cleared out with lake water.