Today I took a long walk off a short cliff. Literally. My palms are still sweating from the Fulcrum Adventures ropes course we tackled, but cripes, what an adrenaline rush.
There’s a reason this particular challenge is called the Leap of Faith. If climbing up a rickety pole and leaping off a tiny wooden platform to catch a ring over 30-feet in the air doesn’t cure my fear of heights, I don’t know what will. Oh wait, maybe a 50-foot climbing wall, high wire cross, and balancing beam. Yeah, that’ll do it.