Preikestolen, Norway: I have gone and climbed a mountain

The team gathers at the top (I didn't look down, ever)

A team of us at work took a trip up the mountains at Preikestolen, 604 meters above sea level and 7km there and back. Though I knew about the trip a month or so in advance, I had no idea what to expect. I think my strategy was to not think about at all. I’m below average physical fitness and have only began to exercise in the past 3 months. So yes, I have no idea what I was thinking….. ok, I already said I was not thinking. That explains it.

There were a few things to be learned as I ascended (and later had to descend) the monster climb. I was sure of my failure. It’s a shock to me that I didn’t just find a flat rock, sit on it and cry till my team was convinced I was no good. That way, they’d have sent me back before it was too late. But as you’ve probably gathered, I made the climb and I noted the following which may well apply to my everyday life.

The gruelling climb

 

  1. There’s no point looking down (especially if you’re afraid of heights) or back (especially if you’ve come far enough that going back is just stupid).
  2. Some things are impossible without a supportive team or network cheering all the way.
  3. Getting to know people on the way up is an investment for when you have to come down (and it helps to pass the time).
  4. Follow the trail marked by those who have gone before (it’s not the time to be creative).
  5. There are muscles you’ll never know you have until you face a certain kind of challenge. It will surprise you how well your body persists and overcomes.
  6. People who had made the trip before significantly played down how hard it was.
  7. On returning, it will be unbelievable to the first-timer how high a summit was conquered.

 

As for hard things that I have done, this is high up there on my list. I felt a strong sense of accomplishment. However, it’s unlikely that I’ll ever do it again.

The most difficult part was the height and you know how I feel about extreme sports and living on the edge.

The biggest deal? I’ve got my mojo back. Funny, I didn’t realise I had all but lost it. Going higher can do amazing things – just don’t look over the edge.

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Comments

  1. Wow! What a great metaphor for life in general…don’t look back…don’t look at how high you are 🙂
    Thanks for sharing this with your readers. I, for one, am proud of you!

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  2. congratulations, my respect! and you’ve visited the most famous location in Norway! no hang-gliding or para-gliding there?

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  3. Well done. Heights scare me a bit. I would have stood right in the middle of the summit and not moved. Again, great achievement………….nice one. 🙂

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  4. Seems like someone had fun! 😛 I shared your love today, you know! 😀

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  5. thank you for your feedback:
    http://flickrcomments.wordpress.com/2012/09/17/preikestolen-a-diminishing-glass/
    be glad: you’ve really been there!

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