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My Rock Climbing Experience

  • Writer: Tiffany joy Gallentes
    Tiffany joy Gallentes
  • Feb 16, 2017
  • 4 min read

Around January 29, 2017 we had a rock climbing activity for our Physical Education(PE) class. We went to City Sports near I.T Park.

When I got there, there were a lot of people from different walks of life. Some where playing badminton, this indoor soccer and many more there was even a gym for people to work out in.

I got in to the Rock Climbing room and as I watch the other earlier people climb and I began to judge.

Saying Oh it looks soooo Easy.

But when you're starting and feeling that adrenaline thats pulling you down or was that gravity pulling my weight down? Maybe both.

It was not how I expected it to be it was harder.

There are 6 levels of the rock climbing with different colour coding.

  • First was Grey it was the easiest just a straight like upwards.

  • Second was White it was just a bit harder than the Grey one with a little less rocks,

  • Third one the yellow was the one I tried. It was like the White one but a one step harder.

The 4th, 5th and 6th are some of the other levels I don't wish to explain because me myself don't understand how they would manage to climb that. The 6th didn't even have safety ropes.

Although there was this one Girl she was Finance Student I know that she got to conquer the 4th and nearly the 5th or she did complete it not so sure. I mean wow I myself was wondering what kind of shoes she was wearing! or the training she has gone through.

Anyways, So there I was waiting in line asking most of my friends and classmates which one they want to take and those that have done it and asking them if it was that hard. Until i decided to go for the Yellow Level.

I was quite indecisive about it because I didn't really want to take the easier ones neither did I want to take the hard ones and humiliate myself by falling off and losing my grip.

Here I was next in line in the Yellow Wall and stared at it for awhile. Till I said out loud to myself " I think I can't do it." and the kuya (guy) there said " bitaw murag di" (yeah I think not).

And There I am trying to make my climb.

I was in front of the wall, I didn't know where to start and which rock to step on first. So I tried once and it seems like it was sooo hard to step on it and get a grip on a rock to hold onto. I tried so hard and eventually let go on the first try. So I went to the right side of the yellow wall and Started trying again.

Eventually I began my Journey towards the top.

Before when I was silently judging Some people looked like they didn't give effort in climbing at all and some failed. So here I was wondering what I looked like up there a 5 foot 8 girl sweating herself and panting really hard.

I was hoping nobody could hear my deep and loud breaths as every pull and hold i made. It was as tiring as running a whole 5 minute run. I mean I didn't expect it to be as breath taking as that.

Around the middle of the climb, I lost my foot and the only thing I was holding on was the Rocks on my hands. It felt like a Life and Death situation and as I recall I feel funny because I think my life flashed before my eyes at that very moment. It was like I was dying and I needed to hold on or die. So I did, I actually held on. I looked beneath me to see which rocks my feet could land on and I did find I continued on. But a few seconds? or Minutes? It was hard to tell really how long I was up there and time felt different I just hope I wasn't that long.

Now I was 1/4 almost there and my body wanted to give in.

To give up and just quit.

But I heard my friends scream below something that triggered me to keep on pushing.

So i thought to myself this famous saying "When you feel like giving up, look back at how far you've come. Be strong. Stay on your path. Never stop going.".

So I pushed on to the last limit of my body that it can take. And I did it. I MADE IT. It felt so good inside even thought outside I felt like a burned up machine sweating & panting. I

The pain was good. It felt good feeling pain from something you fought for and reached than feeling pain from losing.

I learned a lot that day even a sore body and numbed hands was all worth it. If I were given the chance to do it again Id gladly do it.

MLXLS​​

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