Anybody else afraid of heights or conquered any traveling fears?
I look up and to the right at the cranny barely the size of a thumb perched a foot beyond my reach…. My heart pounds heavily as I contemplate the mechanics of swinging up while supporting my weight with the strength of my left hand. A bead of sweat trickles from my hairline and rolls slowly down the corner of my face, tickling my nerves. I force myself to not look down, down into the void of nothing below. “Concentrate on the physics of your move,” I tell myself, but my eyes yearn to gaze underneath my awkwardly placed feet. I can feel my arm and shoulder muscles tauten into coiled springs as I prepare to leap into my next position. My life will depend on the landing. Continue reading