Tried it once ...... never again!!

[NagathaCrispy]

Just caught a bit of the Winter Olympics on TV and was reminded of the one and only time I tried skiing. It was one of the worst and most terrifying experiences of my life and I will definitely not, never, ever be doing it again!!

Ditto, my only experience of scuba diving .... still having nightmares years later!!!!!

Both these activities are on my "Tried it once but never again" list. Anyone else got a Never Again experience?

I can't even look an oyster in the face, let alone eat one.

Not a fan of the green, slimy so-called fruit either.

Wetting myself at this! I have a strong picture in my mind of you scrubbing to dance music 🤣

Being pillion on bil motor bike. Terrifying. I think I'd like to learn to drive one. However the realisation at 70mph that if we hit anything I was not strapped in was hideous. I just wondering how far I would sherikin star my way through the air for if I came off.

Going down a sheer drop 90 degree water slide. I was like a cat with all four limbs wedging me in while almost upright at the very top. Too far over to get off, too far in to correct my massive mistake. Lots of really little kids saying "are you going yet miss?" I only went after I couldn't hold on any longer. Then got a turbo wedgy. Glad I tried it as it confirmed that once you past 18 your increasing aware that dying is bad idea.

Hot cardio yoga. It was full on burpees in 40 degrees. I lasted 3/4 of the class before walking out.

Cannabis made me vomit all night. Skiing made me cry with frustration. Definitely not doing either of those again.

I'll pretty much eat anything though.

There are some very brave posters on this thread, so many of these adrenaline type examples that I wouldn't even consider.

Wow that sounds amazing but terrifying at the same time.
I would never dare try drugs.

Caving is top of my “I will never ever try this” list. I break out in a cold sweat thinking about it. I was traumatised from reading the cave scene in the weird stone of brisingamen as a child.

@GargoylesofBeelzebub that really does sound vile. I've never tried it and now never will. So glad I read the description!

This. Worst experience ever.

I would love to hear of both of your experiences if you’d be willing to share. No problem if not though.

Colonic irrigation.
I paid for two put only had one.
I had IBS and hoped it would help it. Apparently it flushes you out, skin improves, feel loads better etc.
It was fucking horrific. Two tubes shoved up my arse, water pumped in - just made me feel like I was going to have the worst diahorreah possible.
To make it worse as I’m biting on a towel convinced I’m going to explode the woman doing it is telling me what she can see.
I couldn’t get out of there fast enough and to top it off she obviously hadn’t ‘emptied’ me properly as my arse leaked for 24 hrs. What Joy.
Apparently Princess Diana used to get it done fortnightly.

My other one is camping.
NOBODY TOLD ME YOU TAKE AN AIRBED OR A PILLOW.
I slept on uneven mud/grass for three nights freezing cold in the sleeping bag I had specially purchased.
Well, I say sleep. I had to get comatose drunk because it was SO uncomfortable.
To make it worse there were 2 fabulous gay men in the tent (more like a 2 bed bungalow) next door who were clearly seasoned campers.
I swear I heard a washing machine in their tent.
When l crawled out of our tent on day 4 with my hair stuck up in a Mohican to see them eating eggs sodding Benedict with watercress and drinking steaming cappuccinos in their clean ironed clothes and comfy chairs at their table with a fuckimg vase on it I snapped
I loaded my shit into my XR3i and left never ever to return to a campsite ever again.
DH wanted to go camping when DD was young as ‘kids love it’.
I felt I compromised enough by booking center parcs.

There’s my two.

Horseriding. My Mum decided we should do a horse trek down the Grand Canyon when I was in my teens. I was shit scared the whole time . I am scared of horses anyway. Going down a tiny path with a sheer drop 1,000 of metres....why!!! Horses do not want you on them I know this for sure.

I went on a giant swing-boat ride with my 11-year-old son. He was having CBT for anxiety at that time, so I was trying to be a good role model and show him how I could overcome my own fears. The experience was so dreadful for me that the supervisor stopped the ride to let me off.

My son loved it and stayed for an extra ride.

I feel the same about Whiskey!

Spending 4 hours on a fishing boat. I vomited every 20 minutes for the entire time and then slept for 5 hours in our hotel when we returned to the shore. It was my birthday and we were on holiday! Never again. Also those big nets in the trees at Lightwater Valley. Never again.

LOL

Ah ok. Seems it was the owner of the Segway company who died. Still, a person heavily invested in the product died by it, which is 😧

A lot of people have stopped eating them since. I feel quite sad when I see them all frozen in Lidl.

I’m not in great health right now, but loved both skiing and scuba diving up until a few years back. Scuba diving was learned slowly and carefully over several sessions in a swimming pool before moving outside though, so no pressure compared with say, buying a week’s scuba diving trip and having to get through it all at speed.

I did a parachute jump at university though. Circling in the small plane made me feel sick, then jumping out entirely alone and having to try and land somewhere safe when it was probably a bit too windy for beginners was all so unpleasant that I’ve never been remotely tempted to go back. It might be better doing a tandem jump with someone experienced. I probably won’t bother though as I’d probably prefer a nice night in a comfortable hotel these days, which would likely cost the same.

Horse riding . It’s a long way down!

I went to see NewGrange which is an ancient site north of Dublin. My DH loves ancient sites so this one was really special as we could go inside this mound. I was excited and was at the front of the queue to go inside. When I realised that the tunnel to the centre was very long, narrow and not high I started to panic. Basically to get in I would need to squeeze through various narrow bits while crouching to get under stones to end up underneath a big pile of dirt. With no windows. I lasted about 5 seconds before it started to repeatedly say "I've got to get out!" with increasing urgency. My DH looked at me panicking and looked at the tunnel and turned around immediately shouting for everyone to get out of our way. Claustrophobic? Just a tad! He realised too that he wouldn't even fit through bits of the tunnel being over 6 foot tall and being a bit on the wide side. As disappointing as this was it was good to be out in the rain while we waited for all the rest to do their tour.

I was somewhat relieved a few months later when my DB visited the place and described his absolute panic and how difficult it was to get in and out - and he's a very slim 5'4"!!

The panic lives on - I saw a crime drama where someone started to crawl through a narrow underground tunnel and had to turn the TV off.

Oh yes, good call. Cold, salty snot...

🤣🤣 Thanks for making me laugh.

Ice skating. It’s bloody dangerous!

I pestered many family members to come on the waltzers with me and they all wisely declined.
I finally persuaded a male friend to accompany me. It seemed to last forever and when I got off I was violently sick on the steps much to the annoyance of the fairground staff.

That was in 1977 and I haven't been near them since.