With slightly over a week left, I have become completely paranoid that I am going to hurt myself and find myself unable to complete my climb. Just today I thought, “Oh it will be a lovely weekend! I should run or hike.” but then I had a vision of falling and snapping my leg in seven places! Can you imagine? This weekend I am slated to help my dad do some home remodeling. Normally I’d be excited about this but I worry I will shoot myself with a nail gun and die of tetanus (despite the fact I’ve had my tetanus shot).
Excuse me now…I’m to go bubble wrap my body then low crawl to bed!