It is not that I am afraid of heights.
But I was scared to climb this pole.
It was easy.
I wanted to jump right off like Morgan
But I whimped out.
The view was beautiful.
I was flying—such fun—until . . .
I started worrying about the dismount.
“Easy. . .
No problem," I was told.
“Just run up the hill.”
“Nope, no one has ever broken a leg.”
But then, came the part that had me nervous.
“You may need to run backwards.”