I’m kind of terrified of heights. I’m also not a big outdoor person. I’m more of an “air conditioning and a beer on my comfy couch” person.
But since I’ve been making a lot of big changes in my life lately, when I was invited to try zip lining I thought “sure, why the hell not.”
Well the big day came yesterday morning and I found myself less than enthused at the prospect. First, because I was awake before 9am on a Sunday, which is basically uncharted territory for me, and second, the flying through the woods on a string thing.
Armed with my friend Haley and maybe also a couple of cocktails, I faced my fate.
And it was a BLAST.
This is one of the rinkity little bridges we had to walk up between zip lines.
This is me on the first platform less than pleased to find myself 40 feet above the ground, and, despite being strapped to a metal wire firmly attached to a tree, convinced I was going to fall off said platform.
And this is me zipping on the third of five total lines – and though you can’t tell in the still frame, what’s happening here is I am flailing in panic because I had decided to brave this zip line BACKWARDS and I was trying to turn around so I could land and couldn’t figure out how.
So there you have it. I confronted my fears and punched them in the face, hard, and it turned out to be pretty fun. If you’re in Central Ohio, check out the new ZipZone, because who the hell would ever think you could go zip lining in Worthington?
(Full disclosure: I was invited to join a tour for free. I wasn’t obligated to write anything about it nor will I be paid anything because I did – I just wanted you guys to know what a badass I am, ok?!)