So in order for me to graduate, I needed to take one more course credit. Luckily there are a lot of one credit gym classes offered. T told me about her "rock climbing" class that is only one credit and only half the semester. So I thought to myself, wow, rock climbing? That's awesome! sign me up! figuring that there was some hidden rock wall somewhere on campus.
Well T and I get to class and the real name is called "adventure climbing". What do I see when I get there? Ropes, 30 ft. ropes that we are supposed to climb by the end of our half semester course. So you can probably understand my disappointment. I will not climb the rope.
Anyway... are teacher is crazy, he is hyperactive and talks to us like we are 9 years old. But I guess the last time I was asked to climb a rope was in gym class... when I was 9.
After a few days of knot tying and testing, we learn how to put on our harnesses. Can I tell you that I can't even remember the last time I felt that uncomfortable? I now know the size of every guys package in my class, including my teacher. T and I of coarse exchanged a few giggles and then I realized that the guys are the ones that should be feeling uncomfortable and not me, but I couldn't help it...
Ill blog about this topic again if there are any developments...
-L
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