Picking up from last time –
When I’d come to the net wall in the Beast, there’d been tons of people on it, and we were all trying to just get over. And after you got over, you then turned around and held tightly to keep it taut for whoever was behind you. And that just continued on and on with each passing person.
When I got there on the Super, I was alone. And the volunteer said the easiest way to do that obstacle was to climb up, then just flip over.
Uh, excuse me? I’m just gonna grab the top and flip my legs over in a little high-up somersault thing?
He was all, “yep.”
He offered to help guide me down (which he did).
It’s so funny when I have moments where I realize how super not cool and not fearless I am.
People tell me all the time that they think I’m fearless because I do races even if I don’t know anyone doing them, or because I’ll explore new areas alone, or because I’ll take trips or do semi-big things last minute (if it works out that way) because, why not?
And I always take this whole fearless idea as a lovely compliment that I appreciate. But anyone who thinks I’m fearless certainly hasn’t seen me around animals. And they also did not see me at this net wall thing with huge eyes over a little flip.
I think the reason I was afraid is because I don’t really believe in my upper body/core strength.
I’m so much stronger than I used to be, which is awesome. But I don’t know that I’m quite strong enough to be able to trust that I have perfect control when trying to flip my own body.
Granted, the net wasn’t all that high. Even if I’d fallen, what was the worst case scenario?
Of course, I did see that girl fall off a second log thing earlier in the race (that wasn’t super high up), but she fell with gusto and the loudness of that thump hurt – just hearing the sound stung. (Ow!) So I can only imagine the headache and bruises she had. (Oof. I hope she’s okay…)
I guess the moral of the story (as we actually already learned with the logs over water story, so you probably didn’t need this extra one) is I’m a big ‘fraidy cat who needs to work harder on living up to her labels of “fearless.”
Back to the Sprint, we did indeed flip over again (and I did indeed have someone ease me around as I did it).
And I’ll pick up with more of the Sprint next time.