Well hello there! How do?
I'm currently on holiday but I'm gunna write a blog post in any case. You lucky bugger.
So I'm at Center Parcs - having a ball might I add...well...despite all of my war injuries, but, whatever. Anyway, we're filling our days with activities, which in the main have been fun, but a few days ago, one of these activities was the high ropes. Now, where to begin...
...oh yeah, I am TERRIFIED of heights!
I still haven't quite decided if I enjoyed it or not because I'm not sure you can actually enjoy the hysteria that comes along with standing on to top of a teeny platform 10 meters high, which is wobbling like hell from the combination of wind, rain and of course my shaky legs. Ah, and then to jump off it in order to try and grab hold of a trapeze and hang from that until you're told to let go in your own time...
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I know what you're thinking though. "Don't be so dramatic Natalie, you were obviously strapped in and never in any actual danger". Like that matters! Fears are irrational, you are only born with two fears: a fear of falling and a fear of loud noises - all other fears are learned. I'm glad I did it though, I feel a great sense of accomplishment and I've got to say, I am rather proud of myself.
each time we face our fears, we gain strength, courage and confidence in the doing
I'm not going to pretend I'm over the whole height thing, nor am I going to suddenly go out and face all my fears (one step at a time please!!), but I am going to hold on to this new found sense of...awesomeness - because I can.
And you should too: go forth and face a fear (not one that will cause you actual danger though please, I cannot be held responsible for that, I can only take responsibility for giving you inspiration to go out and feel awesome - ok?).
So, what should I do next? Hold a spider? Jump out of a plane?
I think not.
Have a good weekend y'all!