Do you know your limit? I do!
After testing mine this weekend, I did find my limit!
I know this probably doesn’t look real scary but, if you know the feeling of the fear of heights, you will understand.
After testing mine this weekend, I did find my limit!
I know this probably doesn’t look real scary but, if you know the feeling of the fear of heights, you will understand.
This past weekend, I took a trip to Vegas with my Hubby and my son’s to compete in the Vegas Open. I tested my limits by competing in the Adult division since I will be competing in the adult division next month at Worlds. I held my own against the youngsters, only losing in the final by a ref’s decision. Competing is always terrifying for me, I don’t know why but, I just can’t seem to shake the nerves but, after getting through my matches, I guess I was feeling a little invincible!
A little side note….I don’t do heights, roller coasters, small spaces, dark….and the list goes on! No exceptions! I even get off of the freeway and get back on if there is a bridge ahead. This weekend, I made some exceptions, for the 1st time in over 20 years. I don’t know what came over me but, this big pink roller coaster was calling my name. I did ride the roller coaster, which had loops and spirals and it was AWESOME! While still feeling brave, I decided to take Seth on this “little” balloon Ferris wheel. It was listed as a “kids” ride, how bad could it be?
THIS cute little ride….My LIMIT! (and Seth’s)
As we started going higher and higher, my heart started racing, to make things worse…so did Seth’s! He started to panic, I had to try and stay calm (or at-least fake it) I held on to him as he clung tightly to the pole in the middle of the ride, telling him “it’s ok, you are ok, I have you, it’s almost over” while on the inside I was saying “OMG! OMG! Please give me strength to not have a panic attack!” We did survive the ride (but, had to ask to get off before it went up one more time)
We made a pact to never go on anything like this again!
As we started going higher and higher, my heart started racing, to make things worse…so did Seth’s! He started to panic, I had to try and stay calm (or at-least fake it) I held on to him as he clung tightly to the pole in the middle of the ride, telling him “it’s ok, you are ok, I have you, it’s almost over” while on the inside I was saying “OMG! OMG! Please give me strength to not have a panic attack!” We did survive the ride (but, had to ask to get off before it went up one more time)
We made a pact to never go on anything like this again!
This was taken prior to take off!
I did decide to push my limit’s one final time that day. I sometime’s think my butt is smaller than it is and I squished it into a tiny little car, I almost didn’t make it out alive (or at-least with all of my butt!) All in all, we had a great weekend and I left Vegas feeling pretty proud of my accomplishments!
