I’ve been falling a lot lately. Shout-out to all my friends, especially my awesome climbing partner James, who have me on belay both on the wall and in life.
We all feel chossy sometimes. Climb with care.
For the record, I love my gym’s setters. Really I do.
Now accepting suggestions for other epic explanations of how I broke my back.
There are some truly vital climbing skills that I just haven’t mastered yet.
I’m getting ready for my gym’s new crack wall to open! It’s going well!
I’m fine! Everything is fine!
I WOULD JUST LIKE TO MAKE IT CLEAR THAT I AM A MUCH BETTER CLIMBER THAN EMPIRICAL EVIDENCE CURRENTLY SUGGESTS
What with my left hamstring and left finger injuries, I’m getting really good at working out beta that unweights my left side as much as possible. Which probably explains why I’m developing tendonitis in my right forearm….
Taking the next two weeks off! See you in August. Happy crushing.
My climbing partner says the funniest things sometimes.
I love bouldering. I was almost exclusively a boulderer for several years. The problem is…. bouldering really does NOT love me.
Friends don’t let friends boulder in harnesses.
When I first started climbing, a family friend who had been climbing for a while insisted that the real challenge of climbing was mental, not physical. I thought he was completely and utterly full of it.
TURNS OUT HE WAS RIGHT
Tag yourself. I’m “climber who forgot the arete was a thing”.
My poor non-climbing friends have to put up with me doing this ALL THE TIME.
I love watching people do the beta dance.
I’m really good at route reading. Really good.
I’ve been spoiled by having a climbing partner who’s the same weight as me.
I don’t always wear my aggressive shoes, but when I do I make lots of very interesting noises.