Task # 3 - Risk your Life..and Swim with the Behemoth Monsters...

Every Morning since this whole thing started, I wake up feeling as though I'm getting ready to walk into some trouble. And that's never an easy thing to deal with. I'm frazzled, nervous, and all over-the-map, I can't say yet that giving all control away to the Almighty was as easy as it sounded. Every day is just as hard as the first. Its only task # 3, and already I feel like the lack of sleep is getting to me, what do they have in store for me now?

"Holly...what are your fears? Like what are you really afraid of?" I dunno, sharks, needles, creepy crawly stuff, things that can eat me, not really anything I have to deal with in O-town......DEAD WRONG...AGAIN!!!

Task # 3, Swimming with Alligators. I don't know why, but the second I heard that my heart dropped into my stomach, and my eyes started feeling watery. I thought I could hold it in, but you know that feeling when your on the brink of crying, you try and hold it in; and the moment someone spots it and calls you out, down come the waterfalls.

I know, I'm a baby, trust me, I'm not proud of it. This has to be the most challenging thing I have ever attempted, and its shaking my core. I get to work only to be met with this...

Thanks Chris, really, I OWE YOU ONE!!!! Everyone seems to think I'll be okay, that I have nothing to fear. I was assured over and over how they were only Tiny little babies, their mouths would be taped, I was in the clear, have no fear.....AGAIN...VERY WRONG!!

Just when I'm about to head over to my doom, I get a phone call from Mr. Kenny B himself. I figured he might just wanna try and calm me down, rumor has it he has done this himself already. No no no, he decides he would like to see me squirm, commenting on their large fierce size, how they might enjoy someone of my flavor, thanks Kenny! Reminder...you're on my list!!

It must be said, the staff at Little Rays were absolute Pro's. They made me feel so comfortable (prior to the death tank), answering any and all questions (yes there were many) that I had. Even when I started spazzing out and crying like a baby AGAIN they were very assuring I would be okay, and that even if something went wrong, I would be set for life because of the reliability insurance they had. So if I lost a leg, at least I could buy a state-of-the-art new one to replace it.

Let me paint you a little picture, a tank the size of a Childs bedroom holding the massiveness of 2 Behemoth Monsters, one weighting in at approx. 500+ lbs, and the other at 300+ lbs. No their mouths weren't taped, and yes, I had absolutely every reason in the world to be scared. I slowly dipped myself into the tank, making sure I was stuck like glue to the trainer. I was watching my back like crazy thinking that at any moment I was going to have to wrestle for my life. There was a small audience forming, watching me panic and squirm. I attempted to stay as calm as I possibly could, but how could anyone?? This was absolutely insane, I cannot believe I'm doing this, it kept running through my head over and over, why me?

And to make things worse, I somehow managed to get talked into touching the killing machines, holding them both in my hands was the most scary, petrifying thing I have ever done, but when all was said and done it had to be the most amazing experience ever. I walked away feeling like I had just conquered the world. The adrenaline was still pumping for hours. Yes, I may have freaked out, yes, I almost walked away and didn't conquer my fear. But it must be said, that If I didn't complete this challenge, I didn't deserve to be in this contest. I can't believe I swam with Alligators, insanity, and I love it!