On Friday I plucked up the courage (which has only taken 12 years) to go on a climbing wall. It is something I said to myself that I would do this year and well you could say I have been putting it off. So on Wednesday when a friend suggested it I tried to not reply and then was honest with him and he reminded me that it was something I wanted to do. It was true, I did want to conquer my fear.
So with butterflies for most of the day on Friday. I turned up at the climbing station in Loughborough and put on some climbing shoes and began with the easy stuff. My friend Dan who gave me the opportunity was patient with my questions and encouraging the whole evening. That and along side another canoeing friend Heather I did way more than I ever thought I would. I tried some bouldering and some inclined walls. I do think my upper body strength helped me out as I was able to swing myself back onto the wall a fair few times. The evening was finished with going up a roped wall And trying what turned out to be my hardest climb. There was that moment of 'oh my god I can't move' a few feeling like my hands could not grip properly. However, at the end my hands were slightly trembling and my legs shaking (from the adrenaline kicking through my body) and I came away feeling very very chuffed with myself!
What an evening! I would certainly go again. I am still slightly in shock I actually did it. What a long way I've come from initially struggling to walk down a small slope to what I did last night! Thanks to Dan Lloyd and Heather Corrie, I couldn't have done it without you.