Okay, I'm a really big wuss

Will Johnston, host of The Hits daytime show. Phone/George Novak

I've never been more of a wuss than I was over the weekend.

I went and watched Hayley skydive and didn't do one myself. Yeah yeah, take a concrete pill etc etc, I get it.

Side note: Does saying that to someone ever actually help the situation?

Allow me to explain my feeble nature away. Hayley and I are mentors for Project K, which is part of the Graeme Dingle Foundation (formerly Foundation for Youth Development).

It means we get to hang out with a couple of really talented 14 and 15-year-olds and just be there for them, for whatever they might need and help them set some goals and achieve them.

We got in to it because, it's just a good thing to do and how awesome would it have been when you were that age to have an adult that's completely separated from your daily life that you can just chill with and talk to about stuff and go do fun things together?!

So the opportunity for a half-price mentor/mentee skydive came up, thanks to Tauranga Tandem Skydive, partially funded by the Foundation as well.

I already know how legendary the skydive guys are - on The Hits we've done the 'Throw Your Teacher/ Boss' series through them.

They're always keen to help out and their instructors/ tandem divers are amazing.

When I talked to my mentee about doing a skydive he assured me in very specific terminology that he was just fine not leaving the ground in a perfectly good aeroplane and being thrown out of it when it reached 10,000 feet!

I've never been more elated when someone was saying 'no' in my life. I hate heights. I've done a bungee jump and that's more than enough for this pansy.

Hayley's nerves showed just before her skydive. Photo/supplied

Hayley's mentee was definitely keen to do it, though. Which pretty much meant Hayley HAD to do it.

They were both absolute champs about it in the end (despite Hayley's unrelenting bribery offers to just keep driving past the place when we were on our way there).

There were also the obligatory jokes about parachutes not opening , but in the end they were both the confident, fear-facing people I know them to be.

Safely back on terra firma. Photo/supplied

I'm not sure why we had to go out afterwards and Hayley had to have multiple drinks though. Something about celebrating surviving being dropped to earth at 200km/h with a dude and a bit of material strapped to your back. Good on them... still, they can have it!