Behold. The dreaded zip line climb. This is was what I was staring at for a solid twenty minutes prior to my little tree top adventure.
So over the weekend I decided to take myself waaaaaaaaay out of of my comfort zone and try out the zip lining course at Nashville Shore's Treetop Adventure Park. Not gonna lie, the thought of doing this type of thing TERRIFIED me. I'm in pretty good shape and try to work out several times a week, but I am in no way a thrill seeker. But ya know what they say. When your going through rough changes in life you gotta get outside your box.
When you first get there the guides give you a mini training course complete with wedgie harnesses and line clips. I say MINI because it honestly was a tad too quick for my little scatterbrained self. Hence the reasoning for me being terrified to be taking on a jungle gym that was 30 feet in the air.
After some scowls and a little bit of curse filled whining, I took a deep breath and started the course. I forced myself to go first because I didn't want to have to sit there and watch others do the course before me. If I knew what I was getting myself into I probably would have run the other way right into the arms of a margarita.
Much to my surprise, after the first few steps across this hanging bridge that looked like no more than twigs and rope....I was rocking it. I used my ballet training from back in the day to balance and remembered to not look down. I was king of the world moving through these swinging contraptions like a jungle monkey. That is until I got to the first zip. This course makes ya wok for it people. I thought that I could just clip on and zip through the air while letting out a long theraputic scream.
In order to get to the zip you have to clip and climb. Ayiyi.this was SCARY! Clip, step, up. Clip, step, and then up again. Up. Up. Up. I was sweating buckets and my breath was panic level irratic. There was a few seconds where I wanted to give up and this was my only chance turn back. Well, I took a deep breath in and decided that wasn't happening. Once I finally got to the top I felt like Rocky! I was no longer worried about flying across that line. After all tha panic and worry I had proved to myself that I could do this! The rest of that course seemed like cake after that.
When my G.I. Jane treetop moment was done and my feet were back on the ground I almost wanted to cry. I as a sweaty, sore, hot mess, but I DID IT!!!
Not bragging here.... but I impressed myself. Like a lot! Might sound like an after school special here but it's amazing what you can do when you put yur mind to it.
I even have a little battle wound to prove what a tough girl I am :)
~ Hugs and Smiles ~ R!LEY COUTURE