She felt the slackline wobble beneath her and dropped back down to the ground. She tried again and again, but couldn’t get all the way up. She thought about asking Thomas for his hand to help her steady herself again, but she knew that crutch would only make it harder to learn.
Her head filled with excuses as to why she couldn’t do it, why it was too hard, too much work, not worth it. She had weak joints, weak muscles, bad ankles, sore feet. She was getting dirty. She hadn’t shaved her legs. She was tired and her allergies were bothering her.
She shook off the demons of self-doubt and tried again.