We had the amazing opportunity to go climbing with some friends this weekend. We weren't sure what to expect, but it ended up being such a great time for everyone. Wylie surprised us all with his climbing skills, and our great guides encouraged us all to have a go. It was really scary and empowering, and the view from the top was breathtaking, as well as the descent over the edge.
I've been reflecting on that moment of of descent, trusting that you'll be safe as you sit back into the harness and have no choice but to believe that your belay has got your back. Not to get all poetic or sappy, but its kind of like parenting. Sometimes just when I least want to relinquish control I have to just sit back and trust them. There's been some breath holding--but I haven't been dropped yet.
Wylie on the move
Rob on belay
Monkey man wanted to climb so much he got himself a home made harness!
Spider man aka Rob
Tonight I went for a run just before dark and was feeling so grateful for my strength and health. Its an everyday thing for me to be able to move about as I want, to run fast when I choose without thought or difficulty or pain. I usually take it for granted. After my first climb I've been feeling so empowered that I'm aware of the freedom I have. What an amazing thing to be healthy and fit, to play with my kids in the sun, to grow my own food, and when the chance arises to be able to scale a ledge. Wow.