The rock falls away beneath my feet. I know there is a ledge, otherwise I'd be falling, but I can't see it at all. If I turn my head too far I could unbalance and the drop is further than I can see. Already the adrenaline coursing unchecked, urging me to do what I cannot. Sure my muscles are stronger and I'm more awake than I've ever been, but this isn't a situation where running hard for a long time is going to help. There are hand holds here, I know it. I just have to think back to my training. It's so easy in the gym with the air conditioning and the smiling staff. Out here there's no safety rope, no soft mats to land on. I wish the human body was wired differently, I wish I could get the increased strength without the urge to run but I can't. All I have is the rock, the wind and a long way down. How could I have thought this would ever be fun?

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 11, 2015.