I was convinced that there was a stranger in my house trying to get me even though it was absolutely nothing. Every time I would try to shake the feeling, I could never get the anxiety to leave me.

“You just gotta do it, man. Don’t think about it. Full send!” My toes dangle off the edge, I can feel the wind biting at my bare ankles and calves. A solid 60 ft cliff filled with jagged rocks ending in a rushing and daunting river beneath me. I closed my eyes and felt the power of the wind.

I was truly lost. Walking into that confessional, it felt a little foreign. It was my first time being behind that wall in a very long time.

I honestly thought that it was because when we did pushups or squats, I was always the first to fall. So every time I would mess up, Justin would say to me, “Christian on the line, SPRINT!” I would have to run.