I grew up in a little town surrounded by lake in rural Alabama. You really couldn't get there without crossing a bridge. There was nothing to do. The lake was the only place to have fun so we pretty much lived in it in the summer. We had several bridges we went to. We even had cable swings mounted underneath and ladders attached to the pillars in the water so we could climb up under the bridge. We would swim all day. Camp there and get drunk and high. Lost my virginity in a tent there...lol then we would continue the next day.
That whole time people were constantly jumping. Women too. I saw hundreds of people jump off bridges. It was so common that there was a sign on all of the bridges warning about a fine for jumping. The highest was about 80 feet in the summer. I never heard of that happening to anyone.
Maybe girls from Alabama just have tough vaginas.