Firstly – those three words are more difficult to say than you would expect – try it!
Secondly – I am never, ever, ever doing such a thing ever again!!
This week we’re spending half term at Centerparcs – ‘just’ us 6, with an extra one (whilst his Mum is busy kicking cancer’s butt!)
All of the kids wanted to do the aforementioned Tree Top Trek – but as 2 of the kids are under 8, that meant two over 18s were required. So I didn’t really have a choice…….
2 years ago for February half term we went to Bluestone in Wales, and I ended up a sobbing wreck and having to be helped off (and given gin afterwards) a similar rope course, so I should have expected the worst – but I really thought I would try. Friends are going through much bigger stuff than me being scared of heights – this would be fine……….
The boys did it first – breezing it, whizzing round, and as they did it so quickly, then being allowed to do it backwards just for LOLs.
Then it was time for Daddy and all the girls (I am including myself in that – although at 42 I realise it’s a stretch!!)
The order to try the course was – Daddy, 6 year old, 13 year old, 5 year old – with me bringing up the rear. The first thing was a zip wire. The first 4 went off fine. I dithered. I had a pep talk off the instructors. I had a pep talk off a random Welsh lady walking past. I dithered some more. Then FINALLY I stepped off the platform. I screamed – and I did not land it as brilliantly as the children had……
I then was stuck like a beached whale for quite some time – but eventually managed to haul myself up on to the platform.
I’d only signed up for this ‘fun’ because of the requirement for all under 8s to have an adult with them – I’m just not sure I was the adult that was in mind when setting this requirement! Thankfully the 13 year old did a sterling job with her littlest sister.
I hated every single obstacle. There was much swearing – inwardly and outwardly (sorry Centerparcs) and shaking of legs. It was HORRIBLE. Of course this just caused more hilarity for everyone else! The 12 year old was videoing it and threatening to put it on YouTube – and there was quite a gathering of passers by to witness the spectacle.
At the same time I was trying to be encouraging to the children – particularly to the 5 year old who had only scraped the height requirement by a slightly bouffant ponytail! At the climbing wall I said “Mummy is so proud of you, you’re doing brilliantly’ to which the response was ‘Well, you’re doing rubbish Mummy”…….
I dithered ridiculously over the climbing wall – absolutely petrified – and announced that my large breasts would inhibit my passing across the void.
I think my face pretty much sums up how I felt about the whole thing!!
But eventually – I just went for it – and I DID IT! I loathed it. I feel no sense of achievement – just a massive headache with the stress. In fact – I couldn’t even face gin afterwards, that’s how bad it was, I just had a pint of WATER!!!!
I fear for the rest of the week I will pointed at around Longleat as ‘that crazy woman from the Tree Top Trek’!!
NEVER, EVER, EVER AGAIN!!!