Escalade

Today was our first day of escalade in sport. I'm so glad because eventhough I loved the gymnastics unit, I do not think I could manage a split right now. I was pretty pumped about the wall climbing thing at first since I used to love climbing the giant pickle at WCU when I was younger. I did fine getting to the top. I was even fine at the top of the wall. It was there, however, that I discovered I have trust problems. It really would not have mattered who was waiting for me at the bottom, I just hate the idea of lettin go of something concrete for air and potential death. (Note: this is a hyperbole since the climbing wall does not even reach the ceiling, and falling would result in a few broken bones at the very worst.)