It was around my second year of competing in rock climbing competitions that I started to get really good. I come from a very small gym inside a YMCA. I took rock climbing classes just for fun and loved it so much that when they created the team, I was all for joining. I was an extremely small, skinny girl that people would normally never consider to be a rock climber, but for some strange reason, I had a natural ability to climb up a wall. Maybe it was because I weighed near nothing so I did have to hold up much body weight or maybe it was my pure love of the sport. Whichever it was, I did pretty well during that competition season. It was regionals and all the top gyms and top climbers were competing for the medals. And when i saw tool gyms, I mean the big climbing gyms from around the area where their team members train everyday in amazing gyms with endless resources. Compare them to my YMCA gym, and you will laugh. It was an on-site competition format which is where we get three climbs and a certain amount of point for how far we get up each climb. The first one is usually set easier and the last two very hard. For some reason, no one could get the second route. Climber after climber would fall and then it was my turn. When i started climbing, everything around me was mute. all I could see and all I thought of was the top. I got to the point where everyone was falling and speed through it with no trouble and reached the top of the climb. It was a piece of cake. I finally get out of my zone at the top and can hear my team and coaches cheering as I'm lowered. It turns out, that I was the only one to finish the climb which ultimately gave me the points to be New England North Champion. The best part was the reaction from all the other fancy gyms coaches and climbers who were just beaten by the underdog. The small girl from the YMCA.
It was the best moments in my rock climbing career. Endless emotions and endless confidence run through me as I look back at that competition. The keyword being confidence. Every time after when i second guessed myself or thought failure was inevitable, I thought back to my David and Goliath story. It motivated me and drove me to be successful and strive for my goals no matter how many holds or obstacles were in my way to achieving them. All of this and more comes to my mind after visualizing. My own personal movie is a motivator and motivates me every time I step on a field or start climbing in a competition. It's the confidence that emerges from reliving your movie that creates a success. Visualizing enables the ability to have a sequel to your already amazing movie.

