I'm a little afraid of heights. I say that because it's not something that I think about often, and this realization has only manifest itself twice in my life - first when my best friend forced me to be a tourist and go to the top of the Empire State Building (we got some great pictures, but my knees were shaking the whole time) and most recently last weekend when I was forty feet in the air, strapped into a harness and balancing my feet on small, rocklike pieces jutting out of the wall.
Instead of heading to the gym for our usual workouts, my boyfriend and I decided to check out Climbnasium in Mechanicsburg, an indoor rock climbing place. It's an old barn converted into an indoor playground, basically, with two climbing walls on the first level, a loft with bouldering areas and a basement with two taller climbing walls. The walls have regular vertical walls, overhangs that require much more skill and slab, these tilelike pieces that have a different sort of texture on each one that you can grab on to and make your way up the wall.
