She was commenting on a facebook post I had made about a trip to an indoor climbing centre with my family. One where it was only when I was at the top of my first wall, that I realised how high I was and how completely terrified I was about letting go at the top and trusting the rope to stop me falling to the ground.
I was literally petrified and it took a while to take that leap of absolute faith and just let go. It absolutely went against everything my mind was screaming at me and I had to contain the scream that wanted to come out of my mouth as the initial free fall occurred before the rope tension kicked in! I was literally shaking when I got to the ground. (I've included a picture of me coming down the wall at the bottom of this post.)
This was meant to be fun lol!! My daughter had been before and made it look so easy!
Now a part of me wanted to give up there and then and say this wasn't for me. I could so easily have let the fear win and given up. But instead I found a different wall and challenged myself again. I kept going despite the fear, for a variety of reasons: