Climb What?

I think J.L. put it best. I had just detached from the wall after getting three-fourths of the way up, and my forearms weren't willing to keep going. He said I did a triple take when staring down. I do remember crying out "Holy crap!" Yeah, the fear of falling is a wonderful thing. I even had trouble letting go when I was four feet off the ground in training. I could barely let go of my right arm, swung with my left hand and feet still on the wall, grudgingly let go, and whimpered a bit while I was lowered. Four friggin feet. What a mighty feat.

There were more than a few "Oh crap" moments for me, but I did manage to reach the top of the wall on some shorter fifteen foot structures. I also attempted several leaps of faith to reach a handhold, after watching J.L. rather effortlessly reach them. Needless to say, it was like a dog pawing at the top of the fridge.

My forearms ache, and I'm wired. I could go for a run if I had to, but can barely lift a bottle of water using only my elbow. I guess all this is an attempt at saying that I'm going again. Why do people climb a mountain? Because it's there. I understand this a little more now. Just have to make sure not to look down.