One summer, many moons ago when my brother and I were kids, he playfully (I hope) held my head under the water when we were in the ocean. Actually, he sat on my head when I tried to swim through his legs. I thought I was going to drown. So you can just imagine how I might feel about deep sea diving. I mean, one rarely goes back to crime scenes unless you’re Ted Danson on CSI. However, when a press release came across my desk recently, talking about improving our well-being through scuba diving, I must admit I was intrigued. Truth be told, I’ve always been fascinated by what lives under the sea. (I saw Finding Nemo three times!)
It might take a lot to convince me to take a dive. What if somebody cut my air hose? (A reason I would obviously never dive with my brother.) Or I get the bends from scrambling too quickly to the surface? But I figured that those things mostly happen in Lifetime Channel movies. And I’m always on the lookout for interesting Better Than Before topics for this column for the benefit of my readers.