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.
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:
It’s always bittersweet when your project gets taken down… but sometimes more sweet than bitter.
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).
One of the things I love most about the climbing community is how supportive and encouraging everyone is. On the outside, anyways…
I think I’ve made it to “testing”.
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.
Any of my fellow female climbers have this happen to them regularly?
PS - While my bruises are all (accidentally) self-inflicted, domestic violence is no joke. For help, contact the National Domestic Violence Hotline.
We don’t choose our project. Our project chooses us.
So, the Reel Rock 13 films were screened at my gym last weekend, and I’m anticipating this…
I love my friendly local route setters. Even the tall ones.
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.
Happy New Year, climbing buddies! Hope you’ve all made rational and attainable new year’s climbing resolutions.
Happy holidays to all my awesome readers! Hope you get some wall time during the winter break. I’m off next week, but will be back with more fun climbing comics in the new year!
Hang in there, fellow gym rats. Only a couple more days of climbing to the soft sounds of Christmas crooning being piped through the speakers.
I just want to say… I’m super proud of my gnarly toe calluses.
My hands start sweating like Niagara Falls if I even THINK about climbing. Meanwhile…
Hint: It’s flat.
Climb at a gym long enough, and you’ll start to have very personal relationships with individual holds.