Rock Climbing

Rock climbingLast week, I went to a rock climbing gym with my friends who climb every week. Unlike them, I am overweight and out of shape. I strapped up and clipped into the belay. Then about three feet off the ground, I panicked.

“What am I doing here?” I thought. “This was a big mistake.”

Thankfully I was there with good friends, who didn’t taunt me or belittle me. I tried again a few minutes later. This time I climbed four feet off the ground before freaking out. Then I tried it again. And again. Every time I panicked. So when my friends said that they had a climb that was easy, I resigned myself to climbing one more time. Suddenly, I was two-thirds of the way up. I could do this. I kept moving, without thinking, until I could touch the pipe on the ceiling.

A few days later, I was still sore, and still happy. I did something that I never thought I could do, and I’m a better man for it.

Steve Lovelace

Steve Lovelace is a writer, photographer and graphic artist. After graduating Michigan State University in 2004, he taught Spanish in Samoa before moving to Dallas, Texas. He blogs every Monday, Wednesday and Friday at http://steve-lovelace.com.

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