My inner dare devil has been awakened! I had an adrenaline rush today like I haven't felt since ... lemme think ... gosh, I can't think of anything since fouling out on the basketball court in high school and college. Oh! And climbing trees to better watch hurricanes come in off the gulf. That, too, in high school. Wait, after college, there was that one date ... but that's a story for another time.
See me climbing this wall? A friend of mine, Kathie, owns a climbing gym (well, she and her husband), and she formed a Saturday morning ladies' climbing group. I was "too busy" last week, and I considered chickening out this morning, but I'd already told her I'd be there. So I thought I'd learn to belay (I'm a big, strong girl), then call it a day. You know, if I bring the camera, I can always hide behind it. Right? And I've become more and more scared of heights as I've aged. Gotten OLD.
I agreed to putting on the hideous harness. I agreed to the ballerina shoes. I even learned to tie the really cool knot and hook up to belay (baby steps), but I thought maybe I'd get a couple of feet up the wall and quit. It is a 24 foot wall, after all. That doesn't sound so high, but when you're looking down from even part of it, it's pretty darn high. So I did the obligatory two feet and stepped away from the wall and back to my camera.
I belayed (which totally ROCKS!), then watched the other girls climb, including another new girl with a dizzying fear of heights). When the other new girl reached the top and touched the ceiling, I knew I couldn't stand idly by and let her beat me. Did I just say that? YES, all of life is a competition!
So here's the picture of ME touching the ceiling! Kathie's standing below me with the camera, asking me to smile, and I'm gritting my teeth and thinking cuss words. Uh uh, not turning my head. I was telling the Hunny when I got home that I reached about 3 feet from the top and I didn't think I could go any further. But I pushed through till I got there. Then I held the pose, hand on ceiling, while Kathie took lots of pictures, then asked me to hold still so she could take pictures from the other side. Grr.
Y'all, I'd forgotten what the rush of adrenaline felt like. I can't say I'm madly in love with this, but I'm going back next week. And I'm bringing Maybelline. And the camera. Hehe.
Until I write again ...