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The Overhang
Wednesday, March 3, 2010

From 6 months ago, I scaled your wall with much progress. Each day would see me reaching new heights. All until I reached that obstacle. An overhang that shadowed my climb, one which had me to kept my faith and hold on with all I've got. I climbed hard, my heart burning with passion, but my mind lacking the technique. The best I could was the hold on tight, and lean my body over it, seeing where I could have been if not for this impasse.

6 months ago, I gave it my last attempt. I gave it my all. I scaled the wall with much ease, slowly as I entered the into the shade of its shadow. I held on and swung myself upwards, my arms tensing up, my palm tightening its grip. This was it, I finally got my hand pass it. It was only halfway through. Hanging on, I looked up and found nothing within my grasp. Was this it? My arms were weakening with every sway of my body. Had I to submit under fate, a cruel reality that I succumb under the weakness of an obstacle, to losing the glory of getting to you? Bit by bit, my fingers slipped off. The last thing on my mind was watching as I fell through the air, arms reached out for you.

Till then, I've never gotten over you. The thought of you brought a cringing feeling to my guts, and the pain of losing you was unbearable.

Today, fate brought us together once again, and I wasn't going to pass this chance. I climbed the first quarter of your wall with much ease, my hands feeble, but experience backing me up. I had lost quite a bit of technique and the knowing of reaching you, but I was determined nonetheless. Nervousness struck me as I lifted my head, and came face to face with the curse that hindered my climb for history. Putting aside all second thoughts, I stretched my hand pass the overhang and grabbed on. The fear of falling once again, as I let go of my other hand to grab on to the other corner of the protruding obstacle and pulled myself up.

Each movement I made tested my faith and strength. By the time I fully got myself across it, I was tired and worn out, my legs trembling, my fingers numbed and my arms aching. I looked up, knowing the greatest enemy has been won, I struggled to lift myself up, step by step. My body was losing it and I couldn't feel anything from my fingers up to my shoulder. I was not giving up. And so I fought on. Til I reached the top. The top. My worn, blistered fingers touched the peak of the wall, till I felt nothing above me. Battered, bruised and panting, I had finally achieved my destiny.

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Ha, this is just a random "emo" inspiration lols. I thought it would make a good theme for a emo post thingy lols. Anyway, this whole silly thing is basically about my rock climbing experience. 6 months ago was my last attempt at my school's rock climbing course and I had been stuck at the overhang and simply couldn't climb pass it. and erm. the overhang is about 1.7m horizontally stuck out. Like 90 degrees horizontal. mmhm. Aha, but basically I managed to climb over it today from the help of my friend who opened the rock wall for nooby climbers to try. and omg. omg. omg. I almost died after getting over the wall. I attempted crazy stunts and poses I never dared but yuuups, was there to give it my all.

Woots I DID IT!!!


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