Flying.
Trying to get it right, getting it wrong, getting it right, getting it wrong again, getting it right and then being too knackered even to try again. (Until next time!)
Trying a brand new thing at 56 and with all my scars and crumbling joints and being scared and loving it and wanting to try it since I was 4 years old and having a go.
These people are lovely, so if you’re south London ish and want to give it a go, I definitely recommend https://www.tlcctrapeze.com/ – but please don’t book up all the slots, Shelley and I want to go again!
(nb – I’d also had a difficult personal/work thing happen a few hours earlier – two hours of ONLY being in the body worked welcome wonders on my gnawing insecurity. LOVE body work.)
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Wow you are so brave I’m terrified of heights and suffer from vertigo ! I did climb over the 02 when I was 50 but was so scared I couldn’t look down onto the view!
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well done for doing the climb though!
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Oh how fabulous that you fulfilled such a long-held dream.!
Before such things became fashionable I took part in (I think the first ever) international circus school. Trapeze was one of the things I really wanted to do, but I had NEVER been able to lift my own weight on a bar, and discovered my lack of wrist strength made it practically impossible. I was very sad, but learning to eat fire also filled a gap 🙂
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