We celebrated our Americana vibes by visiting Utah Olympic Park, and talk about a playground for adventure lovers!
I think we can safely say that there are a few of us (ahem, ME, cough, ahem) who aren’t meant for extreme sports, given an *extreme* fear of heights. And I’m pretty sure Chicklet and Chica both agree, to different degrees.
So, basically, what I’m trying to say is that the men in the family are the only true daredevils.
Figures.
That said, I’m super proud of us ladies for being strong, independent women, even when the going got rough. We managed the alpine slide, the extreme tubing (down the ginormous and terrifying ski jump runs), and the ropes/obstacle course that ended in a zip line.
And if any of that sounds horrifying…just envision me, sitting on a bench after completing the zip line, with tears streaming down my face while I came down off my terror over the obstacle course et. al.
Whyyyyyyy I keep doing these things to be with my family, I cannot tell you.
Also: I may or may not have smacked my face on one of the metal support carabiners at the end of the zip line because I was too upright (instead of leisurely leaning backward). So I may or may not have a small black eye, tomorrow.
Suffice it to say, Olympians now have even more of my respect, ha.
It was a beauuutiful day, we managed all the fun before some rain came in, and it certainly felt like a solid way to feel our American pride.
Okay…picture explosion!
Over and out.