Off we go! This week is slightly condensed, as we're about to board a plan en route to Monterrey, Mexico, to meet Magic Ed for a shuttle to El Potrero.
Since finishing the Tour 14er project (and properly resting, and getting my life in somewhat order), I've dove pretty intensely into climbing, learning as much as possible, in a pretty small amount of time. Much of this knowledge, perhaps to my surprise, is about mental, rather than physical mastery – allowing oneself to move your body well on this completely alien, vertical world, without totally – you know: losing your sh*t. Freaky stuff.
Although I am physically stronger, the difference isn't incredible – same could be said for how hard of a grade I can climb. What is vastly improved is how fast I can move, how fluid, how much I can climb in a session, and how long I can simply hang, so I can make a clip to an anchor successfully. We'll see what comes to it – our “goal” (if climbing trip vacations have goals) is Time Wave Zero – 23 pitches of mostly moderate sport pitches,
Took a run in the morning, rather than at night – that was a good call. The sun was shining quite nicely, just a little snow on the trails, and the temperature was pretty mild, for December. Putted around on top of Flagstaff, exploring some of the little offshoot trails – found a nice outcrop rocks called, “Amy's Point”, which worked well to view the beautiful clouds that shrouded the peaks in rmnp in the distance. Always an unreal sight.
I certainly remembered how happy I was after the previous day's run in the morning, so it seemed a good idea to do another one!
Managed to basically run to the top, from home – it's a steep sunnafabitch, for sure. Ran down the Dakota Ridge Trail, rather than the Sanitas Valley Trail, as I have every other time I've gone up Sanitas. A much funner alternative, for sure. Fun to do such mini adventures – surely does stop some of the monotony of running the same set of trails every single time. Sanitas Valley, being so straight, can be pretty pummeling on your knees.
Evening: Climbing Gym: We managed 25 pitches each, the last group of climbs doing the same route 5 times, with no stopping. We're, I believe, as ready as we'll ever be.
Thursday, December 18th, 2014:
Boulder to Denver, 36.0mi, 2:37:04, 1,393ft (Strava)
Rode the bike to Movement Denver today, to check out the digs.
Bouldering @ Movement Denver
The holds are new, and super grippy, and many of the bouldering problems seem way, way soft graded – I've never flashed so many V4+ and above routes in my life.
I'm also covered in scrapes from the newness of everything – nothing has had the chance to be covered in, well, chalk and dead skin cells; shoe rubber and sweat (yuck, kinda).
Uncanny experience, as the same people work the gym, the same climbers (including me, I guess) are there training, the same music is being played – even the WiFi has the same password. It's just all… much larger, I guess. The lead wall, in particular, is friggin enormous and mostly overhanging. Yikes.