Originally posted by Pekka
I was working in my dads construction site one summer and the .. what you call it.. uhm well not ladders but thingies there set up so you can climb there broke down (it wasn't attached to anything, was found out later), and I did a full flip and landed on my backto the ground, from somewhere between second store. Ever since I've been kind of little shaky climbing high without secure measurements. I wouldn't say I'm afraid of hights, but ever since I haven't been able to trust that something will hold where I put my hand or foot.
I was working in my dads construction site one summer and the .. what you call it.. uhm well not ladders but thingies there set up so you can climb there broke down (it wasn't attached to anything, was found out later), and I did a full flip and landed on my backto the ground, from somewhere between second store. Ever since I've been kind of little shaky climbing high without secure measurements. I wouldn't say I'm afraid of hights, but ever since I haven't been able to trust that something will hold where I put my hand or foot.
No sequels from that?
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