Succumbed to a stomach bug this week, rendering my super powers useless.
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,
She may look benign, but this lady can kick your ass on a climb.
Climbing, climbing and more climbing!