We had to put harnesses on and then the girl there showed us how to hook up to the elastic rope and to be careful not to let go because it would go all the way up to the ceiling. Finally, it was time to climb. The one she demonstrated on was the first one we climbed, and the hardest. I tried to climb this wall three times and only made it halfway up each time.
In this picture I am just a few feet off the ground on the difficult wall.
Here I am further up on an easier wall.
I did manage to scale three other, easier walls though. There was a square box at the top that signaled the climb was over. The first time I reached it just barely. The second time I got far enough that it was shoulder level on me.
Some of the handles were oddly shaped. One looked like it had been made out of a doll's head. There were also skulls and other things. They were all brightly colored and the smaller ones seemed impossible to grip or keep footing on. The lady who showed us the ropes had told us that we could freestyle climb (without the rope) up to 12 feet. Destiny tried that, but I was too scared. While I was climbing, it felt like I was safe as long as I stayed close to the wall and had my hands and feet on something.
When I got to the top once I looked down and I regretted it instantly. Suddenly my gut clenched up and I felt that old fear rush back in. The place had several balconies, which my friend learned housed gym equipment along with tables. She suggested we go up there to eat and I immediately felt afraid. I could climb to the top of the rock wall, but I was still afraid to climb the stairs to eat on the balcony. This rock climbing is a good exercise in overcoming my fear of heights, but I do not think it alone is enough. Just like my fear remains after having been on several rollercoasters. It is something I will have to work hard to overcome I think.
My friend and I took pictures of each other climbing but I am not sure she'd be comfortable with me sharing her photo on here.
***I finally got around to updating this post. The past couple days I have not done much other than work. Thursday I did nothing all day but vegged out and let my laziness take over. Today I watched a video about time wasting. It wasn't something I agreed with completely, but it did make an important point which is relevant to my goal of completing my bucket list. That point was, no matter how healthily I live, I will die some day and if I keep putting off the things I want to do, I will regret not having done them when my time comes. My wants right now must come after my responsibilities, but there's no reason I cannot complete at least some of what I wish to do.