I just cut off my nails after FINALLY getting them long and even. While I'm not really a "girly girl", it was nice to have my nails in good shape - for a while.
Why, you ask, did I cut them?
Because I promised My Sailor that we'd do an indoor rock climbing wall this weekend.
Okay, so part of me is excited about taking on a new challenge. But that part of my brain that says, "YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" is screaming VERY loudly as well. I keep hearing it tell me that I don't have the upper body strength, that I'll fall and get hurt, that I'll hurt myself because I'm not conditioned for this, etc etc.
But you know what? That's just the irrational fear talking.
So what's the rational side saying?
"You completed TWO TRIATHLONS WITHOUT COMING IN LAST and survived, and you're afraid of THIS?! REALLY?! You're going to let fear hold you back from a SAFE little rock climb? I thought you were uber adventure woman?!"
Yeah - so I've clipped my nails and WE'RE GOING. Most likely it'll be Sunday sometime, but we're going - and oddly enough, I'm getting a little bit excited about this.