Today, my husband and I went to a Rodeo in town. Payson Rodeo is the oldest continuous rodeo in the United States. People from neighboring states like Colorado, Nevada, Idaho, Texas, California, and New Mexico come to Payson to compete.

We had to sit in open bleachers and it was scorching hot. I sat in Steve’s shadow but not enough to cover my whole body. I survived though because once in a while the sun went behind the clouds.

When we got there, I noticed that someone got hurt. Immediately, the paramedics appeared on the scene. It took a while for the paramedics to transport the victim to the nearest hospital so while waiting for the next event, my husband and I wandered off in the concession area. As we were checking out each stall, the rock climbing wall caught my attention. I immediately approached the guy and asked him the cost to climb the wall. He said $6.

Without hesitation, I said, “I will do it,” even though I haven’t done it in my lifetime. It is about time that I should go for reckless abandon. Right amiga, Eden? Why not? I didn’t feel nervous at all. Here are some pictures to prove it.

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The guy was giving me instructions.

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When I reached the half-way point, I almost gave up. I couldn’t reach the next stone for my hand to grab on. My husband urged me to keep going. The guy said that if I stepped on the next rock on the right, I should be able to gain the ground to hang on to the next rock. It worked! And suddenly, I was at the top. I have never felt so good. Who says 40 something is going downhill?

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