EXTREME EDGE (and survival in the city)

Struggling, sweating holding on for dear life at, Extreme Edge. 7 attempts at one wall and it all came down to me, and a wall. I shot off the floor like a rocket, flying my way to halfway. I had a decision to make, 'Give up, 7 times you failed and your hands are too sweaty and you know it.' Or 'Just do it there's 5 minutes left anyway, rather conquer this wall than any other wall.' I chose to do it I reached for the thin blue block, with sweaty hands. I slipped off and began my descent of shame. A raging river of disappointment gushed through me. Heart sunken, I remove the harness from the rope of despair and spoke to myself  "There's always next time."

Not in the mood for a fun walk, bus and train to school I slumped my way back up the stairs where moments a go a waterfall of excitement flowed through me, now nothing but a drop of shame. Hoping I could turn this day around I tried to lead my group to victory, we came 3rd but that's OK. Especially for a bunch of tired kids on a really hard day.