I Don’t Even Know What to Say
I’m frightened of a lot of things, maybe more than others, I don’t know. But I’m usually able to keep them in check, rarely do I collapse into a quivering mass when I see a spider, scream and run when a clown rounds a corner, whimper and cry as my plane pulls away from the gate, and so on. Fear of heights, is another story, it can make my stomach turn over and legs go a little weak at nothing more than a vivid image or thought. So, I count it as a sort of personal triumph that I was even able to read this National Geographic article on free soloing, that would be the “sport” of rock climbing without a rope.
We’re not talking climbing up to a fourth floor window, or scrabbling ones way up a rocky outcropping. We’re talking ascending Half Dome with no aids other than some chalk for the hands and funny shoes.
I neither understand how nor why. I really don’t, also I just noticed that I was pressing my leg against the side of my desk and my foot into the floor, as if to stay more connected and grounded. Here is a picture from the article and a video below that. Oh God.
I couldn’t figure out how to embed the video, so here’s the link.
Another video of people whose mere existence makes me uncomfortable.