Throat infections make me angry

Last post explains a series of events, but what I didn’t mention that happened recently was being sick. And that I entered a rock climbing competition. It all started April 4th. I decided to volunteer for the Rocktown’s “Quickdraw” sport climbing competition. Alonna registered to compete, and Colby and Rayce obviously competed. Alonna said in so many few words that she was competing, but all I really knew was that she would be there with me volunteering. Funny thing was I would of registered if I knew she did. Oh well, so she was in Egypt for a few weeks and hadn’t climbed in almost a month before the competition. Alonna only got third place. She was very mad at herself.

The whole competition just pumped me up and all I wanted to do was compete at the next competition. Alonna pointed out the flyer at Rocktown about a comp in Little Rock, Arkansas, April 18th. I was down immediately. I was pumped and ready to start climbing a lot. Well, Alonna wins a free month membership from the raffle. She’s pumped up more and I’m pumped. Well, I think we climbed the 6th, the 8th (that’s when my car broke), and had planned to climb the 9th, but that’s when Midwest City caught on fire and I didn’t want to climb. Friday, my throat is hurting and I went to see Josh. When I got there more than just my throat was hurting. I was fatigued, sore, and I was begining to have a fever. Yep, I got super sick. I left that night to come home. Josh didn’t want to get sick, so I took the weekend off being alone to get better ASAP.

Saturday, I didn’t do anything but lay in bed. Sunday, my parents came to fix my car and I only left to eat lunch. Monday, I worked. It was so hard to work that day. Tuesday, Alonna worked for me and I laid in bed. Wednesday, no work , but I went with Alonna to learn “lead” belay for her while she learned to “lead” climb. Thursday, I worked and I went rock climbing. I wanted to believe I was fully recovered from being sick, but I wasn’t. My first climb was a 5.9. That’s not a typical warm-up climb. I finished it and it was hard. I was so weak that I don’t finished another climb, but I tried about 4 more routes. Alonna was determined to climb her butt off. She may have climbed 5 or 6 routes and one was a 5.12a. She just dominated that day. I was just tired. Friday, I felt good. We left for Little Rock that night around 9:45 p.m. Picked up Josh in Checotah and arrived in Little Rock around 3 a.m. LOL. Every hotel we went to was booked. We had to call my Grandma and ask to sleep in there hotel room. I felt so bad.

Grandma got in bed with Colby. Alonna and Jesse took the empty bed. I got in the hide-a-bed with Rayce and Josh took the couch cushions in the floor. We woke up at 7:30 or 8 a.m., got ready to leave, and registered at the gym before 10 a.m. The comp started and I was so weak. I didn’t eat much Friday and only had yogurt for breakfast. I attempted my first climb and fell. My feet hit the ground when I fell. It scared me so bad I started crying. I wasn’t comfortable with the slack on the rope. At Rocktown Alonna and I keep the rope tight.

But I eventually calmed down and tried an easier route. I climbed it, but I felt so dizzy. My arms were limp already. I felt like passing out. So I ate a banana and drank plenty of water. I attempted to climb again and again. Each time if I completed or not I would get so dizzy. The dizziness and knowing I could fall more than I’m use too gave me so much anxiety. I had tears inbetween most climbs and if it wasn’t for Josh I couldn’t of snapped out of it.

I want to clear up my fear of falling. I have a great feeling of fear about falling. However, I’m not afraid of heights. I like being up in the air. It’s really a matter of instability and insecurity of the height of which I am. For instance, I’m climbing a 100 foot metal staircase up to a roller coaster and the railing for that staircase is just above my hip level. I will feel fine and not scared at the height of which I am. If the railing is at or below my hip level and I just happen to misstep. Yes, I will squeal so freakin’ loud. Understand? Now, I have a great passion for bungee jumping, learning to fly a plain and sky diving. That might sound ironic to my fear of falling, but according to what constitutes my fear I’m not afraid of those activities. There are security messures for those activities and I will feel safe. … SO! When I mentioned all day Saturday how freaked out I got with falling with top rope climbing and hours later wanted to go sky diving those two things in my mind are NOT THE SAME. UHG!

Uhg! So, I got fourth place — which was last —  in my division at the comp. Alonna got first, Jaime Eason got second, and the local girl got third. Yeah, I keep telling myself there were many factors against me. Being sick all week, lack of sleep, not eating well and being weak, and it was my first competition. So, poo.