Today at the hospital we headed out to the ropes challenge course. Let me tell you, I FREAK out everytime experiental therapy is on the schedule (which is every day) because it means doing something physical that scares the shit out of the fat kind inside of me.
But today, for the first time ever, I really felt none of the trepidation. I did an indoor challenge last week and worked through a lot of the angst. And yesterday we did a low ropes. So I'm feeling more agile. More confident.
So I just shimmied out that 50 foot pole, stepped out onto a swinging log hanging about 35 feet above the ground. And moved forward. Straight forward. Trusting that my support team would catch me if I fell. Certain I'd reach the other side, 30 long feet away.
It was surreal, occupying this space above ground but below the sky, able to see for quite a difference because we were on a hill. The wind cool against the unexpected warmth of the November sun.
I never for a second doubted that I could do it. So I did it.
I left the fat girl on the ground and for those 15 minutes in the air, I was the confident, capable woman I really want to be. I was me.
Today at the hospital we headed out to the ropes challenge course. Let me tell you, I FREAK out everytime experiental therapy is on the schedule (which is every day) because it means doing something physical that scares the shit out of the fat kind inside of me.
But today, for the first time ever, I really felt none of the trepidation. I did an indoor challenge last week and worked through a lot of the angst. And yesterday we did a low ropes. So I'm feeling more agile. More confident.
So I just shimmied out that 50 foot pole, stepped out onto a swinging log hanging about 35 feet above the ground. And moved forward. Straight forward. Trusting that my support team would catch me if I fell. Certain I'd reach the other side, 30 long feet away.
It was surreal, occupying this space above ground but below the sky, able to see for quite a difference because we were on a hill. The wind cool against the unexpected warmth of the November sun.
I never for a second doubted that I could do it. So I did it.
I left the fat girl on the ground and for those 15 minutes in the air, I was the confident, capable woman I really want to be. I was me.