Here we are! The final week of rock climbing! And I’m feeling a little sheepish about what I have to share.
Kamel and I both skipped our final class.
I know! We should have seen it through, we should have finished what we started, we were loving it! Well, sort of. We were sort of loving it. We were having an adventure and the adventure wasn’t complete! We paid for 4 weeks and only did 3. We did. And here is why…
The adventure had run its course. I had fallen in love, we had worked out some issues, and then come to the conclusion that we were just not meant to be. It had 3 acts that played out every Wednesday night for 2 hours of constant physical and mental stress and by week four we both realized that this rock climbing thing is just not for us. We’re too busy and too tired, and we don’t love it enough. And I think that’s what happens with every new risk, new love, new relationship you try. In order for something to take up space in your life, you have to love it enough to find room for it. And I don’t.
But this is ok! Because, the goal was to try something new, something scary and hard and here is what I learned:
- The human body is a magnificent thing and we are capable of so much more than we think.
- How to boulder and how to tie knots for climbing and how to really and truly support someone else while they are very high up on a rock wall.
- That Kamel has some sort of monkey gene that allows him to scramble up walls like he is 5 years old and 60 pounds.
- I do not have that gene.
- I don’t have to love something to really appreciate it.
- Their really are a lot of shirtless men at the rock gym.
- They are all specimens of perfection.
- At least on the outside.
- Once I get past the fear of something it becomes rather thrilling. Getting pass the fear is totally worth it.
- It is remarkably easy to try something new, you just have to decided to do it.
There you have it! I completed a scary thing, even if we ditched on the last class. I was exhausted on Wednesday and fell asleep at 9:30pm. At 8:40 when I begged Kamel to follow me to the bed where I then snuggled, Kamel reminded me that, “Holy shit, Lauren, if we had gone to class right now we wouldn’t have even been DONE YET.” And then we high-fived. Or maybe it was a mental high five because I was too sleepy to move.
I hope that one thing that this here bloggy of mine encourages others to take risks, have adventures, and try new things. Jump forward with your eyes closed. Sign up for the new activity. Take something that you initially say NO to and do it anyway. Do it because your gut reaction was to NOT do it. I have always found that doing things, taking the risk, leaping the leap, and dancing the dance has never ever been something I regret. So, tell me, what have you got going on that’s pushing you further than you thought you could go? Claire is planning on learning how to skateboard (how goes that by the way?), Margaret and I are going on a hot air balloon ride in May (I need to make reservations for that by the way), Kamel said yes to going on a quicky getaway to Spain, what’s your next step?