i look up at the tall wall with colorful and shapeful rocks, determined to climb it to the top.
i make sure my awkward but life saving harness is secure and i begin my climb.
taking time to place my feet steadily on the sometimes too small of rocks.
but also trying to hurry and pull myself to the top. adrenaline taking over.
as i get higher and higher my hands start to sweat, making my grip more unsure as i look for another rock to help me achieve my goal.
my arms aching, but needing to hold on.
20 feet? 30 feet? how high was I?
getting stuck, and searching frantically for a solution. listening to helpful guidence from my peers down below.
nervous. nervous for falling. scared. but wanting to finish. pushing through.
reaching the top and hitting the bar. success. a rush a relief floods over me.
i happily repel down.
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