clamber
[ klam-ber, klam-er ]
verb (used with or without object)
1. to climb, using both feet and hands; climb with effort or difficulty.
noun
2. an act or instance of clambering.
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Mike’s
arms burned and his legs ached. His breathing came in ragged gasps and his face
was covered with sweat. He had no idea how he was supposed to keep going, but
he did. He reached up and grabbed another outcropping and forced his leg to
move in a way he thought should be impossible in order to get a higher
foothold. He forced his body another few feet closer to the top.
Then he
made the single greatest mistake a climber can make. He looked down. He felt his
eye twitch. He had barely made it ten feet off the ground and he was already
exhausted. Not only that, but his animal hindbrain kicked into full panic mode.
His conscious mind knew he was perfectly safe. He was properly harnessed in a
way that even if he fell, he would be lowered at a snail’s pace. And even
should something happen, the floor was covered with soft matts that would keep
him from getting seriously hurt. But that did not help his lesser mind. That part
of him insisted he was a hundred feet off the ground and would die instantly if
he fell. It then further insisted that since he was so tired, he would fall if
he tried to go any higher.
Then
came the cheers and jeers of his so-called friends.
“Come on
Mike, get your fat ass up that wall!” Cried one of them.
“You can
do it! You’re almost there!” Another shouted.
He
glanced to one side and saw a girl who had to be in her late teens scramble
like a monkey up a wall that was considerably harder than the one he was
attempting. On the other side, he saw a man his age dangling off a wall with an
overhang. And here he was, struggling to get up the easiest of beginner walls.
He once again asked himself why he
had chosen this particular method to try getting in shape. It had to be the
worst possible option. He could have just gone jogging or something. But no, he
had to be bold and go wall climbing. He had thought that as long as he took it
slow on a beginner wall, he would be able to do it. And now he was suffering
for his arrogance. He was paying for it in humiliation and exhaustion.
It would be so easy to just let go.
Just let himself be gently lowered to the ground. It would all be over and he
could chose something better for his weight loss. Something that did not make
every muscle in his body ache and his brain tell him he was going to die
horribly. Something a little closer to the ground.
Then he turned back down to the
people who were either cheering for him or heckling him. The people he had
brought to bare witness to his success. He had told them he would climb this
wall. He had damned near promised it. He had broken promises before, but never
intentionally. He never set out to do that, it simply happened due to outside
forces. And he would not let that trend end.
He took a deep gulp of air, filling
his burning lungs. His hands trembled as he raised them towards the next
handhold. And Mike continued to climb.
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Yeah, maybe wall climbing isn't the best way to go about losing weight? I'm no doctor, but it seems like if you're just starting out, something a little easier might be better. I guess it also depends on how out of shape you are going in as well.
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