Back from wall-clinging

I've just gotten back from wall-climbing with the FPF class, and I'm glad that my arms are loosening up. The whole thing was fun, though tiring, and there were mishaps--people dangling from ropes like rag dolls, my failed attempts, that sort of thing. Thankfully, we all got through in fairly good shape. The fake rocks reminded me of Salvador Dali. All the while I was wall-climbing I felt my incapacity very acutely, I felt my mortality. My feet were shaking so badly. I was so nervous I thought I'd fall there and then. They never tell you that your forearms will be the first to tire. Mine got so stiff they felt like a cadaver's. But I had a go again and I succeeded in reaching the top. I'm wary of the hype but even though you already know the way it works you still buy into it. At least I did. As soon as I was halfway down I was elated and telling anyone who would tolerate me that I had climbed up to the top. I felt positively euphoric. I guess some things are beyond reckoning. But it taught me a lot of things, and I would recommend it to people who want to feel a little more invincible than they do in everyday life.