My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

I run towards the log and take as big a step as my legs can go and continue running to the top.

I takea running leap off the end over a ditch that is so murky, I don’t want to know what is in there, and then ontoa rope to climb down.

I hit the dirt running, sprinting toward a cargo net that leads up to a platform that looks more like a treehouse fort than a training center with its green shingled roof and tree branch railings.

The cargo net was hard to get through, it was hung loosely to make it more challenging and the netting was set wide so my legs kept slipping through the holes.

It felt like it took forever to climb.

Once I reach the platform, I take a second to look at what is next and to catch my breath.

This one is going to suck.

It’s a single rope bridge, like the one I noticed before further down the course, only this one has wooden poles hung vertically every 5 feet or so keeping the two parallel ropes at a certain distance apart and something you have to get around without falling.

I do the logical thing first and try to jump and reach the top rope.

Of course it’s set at 7 or 8 feet, so even stretched tiptoe to finger tips, I can’t reach both.

It’s too wobbly to just attempt to run sol sit on the edge of the treehouse platform, wrap my legs and arms around the rope and free hang under the foot rope like a sloth.

before I waste any energy just hanging

adjust my hands and then my feet to get around it

set like a ladder for a giant, but the next part of the course starts on the rung down from where I’m standing and

but that drop is at least two stories and I’m not sure what that would do to my newly

So far, I just feel stiff, there hasn’t been any pain and I’d like to keep

to one of the ladder uprights as I can

wrap my arms around the pillar as much as

but made it down far enough to jump to the net, landing

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is no more than a plank of wood a

to jump to a platform that is about 20 feet away and about ten feet down

a running jump, notice the sarcasm, I will have about three steps,

a deep breath and

land and tuck and roll, almost falling over

is a little wider than

and one leg hung off when I starfished my

and hung on for dear life for a second before belly crawling back to the center of

turn and see another platform under the