While sitting in the cold dirt, I wait for my turn. When I hear the instructor say to me “It's your turn,” I feel scared but excited at the same time. As I'm slowly rising up, terrified, I'm shaking and thinking “Should I trust my friends if I fall?”
I hear my friends cheering for me as I get close to the top of my first climb. I take their advice and I keep climbing up. I feel the wind breathing on my back. I'm so close, one more step, it's bigger than me, I push myself over and in one leap I make it the top. I feel glorious and so peppy, it's such a great view from up the top.
All I could think of once I’d taken in the view was - “How do I get down?”