Dave and I couldn’t get off on our date until late Friday night as Josie wouldn’t settle down and I don’t like leaving before she’s out. We wound up down in the river bottoms as the weather was fair (like 53° at 10:00). We enjoyed the ambiance for a tour around and went in to look at the Provo Beach Resort. While we were looking at the pine wood derby set up and noticed people hanging on ropes above us.
I have never completed a ropes course. We had to sign a paper saying we realized we could be injured or die if we participated, but other than that enjoy yourself. We watched others while we waited our turn. It was very safe with a harness which ran in tracks above the runs. There were some folks who held on to their harness strap for dear life and others who let it drag along behind them without concern. Dave kind of challenged me to be like the latter. But it took only a step or two onto my first run to look at him and say, “Oh, I’m holding on to my harness, I’m totally ok with holding on!” Here we were on precarious balances 30 feet in the air with folks beneath and around us. As you got out to the middle of the challenges, they would bounce and sway and it was frightening.
By the time we were ready to move down to the lower level, my hand ached from hanging on so tight. And then all of the sudden, the anxiety eased. My balance improved, my enjoyment of the course increased, and my movements became more effective. I realized that nothing material had changed, the course challenges and safety precautions were exactly the same, but I was no longer tethered by fear. I wouldn’t say I was proficient, but I was enjoying the process much more.
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