I like to consider myself an authentic Chicagoan. I love my city to pieces, and I can’t imagine myself anywhere else. I also like to credit myself as a bit of a “gal about town,” but I am seriously guilty of being uber cozy in my Bucktown bubble, and neglecting the beauty of downtown Chicago “tourist” spots.
One of those spots is the Willis Tower ledge. The ledge is a glass box that extends out 4.3 feet from the 103rd floor, providing an unobstructed view of the city from 1,353 feet up in the air.
A Chicago bucket list experience of mine has been to rock a yoga pose on the ledge, but I have been putting this off due to my serious case of cautiousness. I hate roller coasters, and scary movies give me nasty nightmares. Fear? Not my jam. Do I get a rush of adrenaline somewhere dangerous? No! I get scared and miserable. Regardless of my fear, last Friday I grabbed my gal pal/photographer Olivia, and we went on a mission to fulfill my bucket list item. As our turn in line to the ledge approached, my heart began to race. Was I about to make a giant idiot of myself? Quite possibly yes, but I took the afternoon off work, and already had paid for our tickets, so I had to buck up.
As I stepped onto the glass, I felt my hands begin to shake in fear. So freaky high up! I lowered myself onto my knees to set up the inversion, and I could hear the noisy crowd of people begin to quiet down and curiously watch me. I flipped myself upside down and I saw flashes of camera lights everywhere. When I came down and quickly scooted off the ledge, a warm round of applause and smiles surrounded me. I would hardly call it “fame,” but the moment was exciting! I felt proud of myself for overcoming my fear, and warmed by the sweet response of the surrounding patrons.
I hope I have inspired you to sparkle a bit of bravery onto something you are fearful of.
“What if I fall? Girlfriend…what if I fly?”