I was certain I was about to fall to my death.
Let me back up.
There is a new indoor rock climbing wall at the Glen Park Rec Center here in San Francisco. You know, the 30 to 40 foot gymnasium walls strewn with multi-colored, bolted-in climbable cracks, rocks and arches for safety harnessed climbers to ascend to the top and live out their bouldering dreams.
On a recent rainy day, I went there with my wife and children. I put on my helmet, strapped on my climbing harness, attached my carabiner to the rope, looked up at these multi-colored rocks lining the climbing route and yelled “On beley!” to the attendant to get started.
And even though this was my first time ever rock climbing, I expected to climb straight up all the routes and impress myself, my family and other onlookers watching below.
I mean, how hard can this rock climbing thing be? I’m in pretty good shape. It’s like going up a ladder, right?!
(You can see where this story is headed.)