When I was a kid nothing was more fun than a diving board. Jumping into a pool or a lake, hitting the cold water, trying out fun moves. Maybe hitting the bottom maybe not. I would jump in and then get back out, trying over and over the brief flight and then the crash, making a big splash or not.
At midlife I look back at this joy with a smile and wonder when it will be my time to jump back into the deep end again.