Well, climbing outside my comfort zone, actually…
I went climbing with JS today, and faced my longstanding fear of falling from an uncomfortable height. Mind you, this was climbing in a gym, not outdoors on actual rocks.
Surprisingly, I actually made it to the top of one of the walls. (I was surprised, he was not, as he was apparently much more confident in my abilities than I was.)
What I learned from this experience:
- Finding yourself dangling [seemingly] precariously, many feet above the ground, is not so terrifying when you trust the person on the other end of the rope.
- Climbing equipment is very effective, and if you’re belayed well, slipping off of the wall is actually not all that traumatic, since you only drop a few inches.
- I am, in fact, in awful shape, and this experience has me feeling motivated to work out.