Jumping

If it isn't obvious from the latest pictures we've been taking, my new obsession is taking self-timer pics of us leaping in the air. This all started a few weeks ago when I realized that all of our gorgeous pictures were starting to look the same. I know it's been done before, but certainly we can do it better, right? We experienced an unexpected side effect of this activity -- belly aching laughs looking at the results of our leaping. My favorite so far (pictured here) was hilarious to both of us because neither of us knew what the other was planning (as far as a "pose"). After the picture was taken and before we saw the result, Scott said "man, I think I pulled my hamstring" and I responded, "yeah, I pulled my chest muscles". All of the pictures we've taken so far, show me laughing so hard I'm surprised I could get off the ground, while Scott is leaping with a stoic stare. Our most recent round of jumping pictures didn't work out so well. Scott had a pretty thick chest/head cold and we were trying to get too tricky. We placed the camera on the dune above the beach and tried to jump in front of the camera. There are a couple of problems with this. First, how do you see the little red blinking light in order to time your jump? Next, how do you simultaneously jump, spin (to face the camera), and land without hurting yourself? Both of us landed in a loud, rolling heap on the sand with our biking clothes/shoes on. Oh well, Scott forgot about his snot for about 5 minutes while we were acting like children.