I don’t always wear my aggressive shoes, but when I do I make lots of very interesting noises.



Whenever I take new people to the gym they always ask me what that smell is. IT’S THE SMELL OF JOY, PEOPLE. LIVE WITH IT.



When you travel, it’s important to make sure those you are responsible for are taken care of.


(TBH, I’m way more worried about how I’m going to survive without climbing for a couple weeks…)

Not A Real Climber

As a plastic-pulling gym rat in Southeast Michigan who only relatively recently started leading and only rarely ventures outdoors on to real rock, I’ve often felt like I’m not a “real” climber. But you know what? I totally am, and so are you.

Warning Signs

There are certain climbers who are my canaries in a coalmine. If I see them fall on a route, I immediately pretend it doesn’t exist.


The Crux

My project is getting taking down this week. Fortunately, routesetter Bronson was on hand to document one of my attempts last week, the results of which I reproduce here:


Clip It Real Good

I’m off to a citizens comp at my friendly semi-local climbing gym this afternoon! Wish me luck. My goals are to finish in the top-half of the women’s intermediate division and to beat my previous best time on the speed wall (36 seconds).


Green-Eyed Monster

One of the things I love most about the climbing community is how supportive and encouraging everyone is. On the outside, anyways…



I don’t project routes as often as I should, but when I do, I invariably spend much more time telling people how my project is going than I do actually projecting.


Evolving Shoe Preferences

I currently have five pairs of climbing shoes (all of them Tenayas) and yet I do 95% of my climbing in what are ostensibly my warm-up pair.