And the only cure is more rock climbing.
Three weeks ago, my friend Donald canceled out on me to go bouldering. He was going to be my ride so I could cohabitate while on a date, but...fortunately, he went bouldering instead. What is bouldering, you might ask?
Well, bouldering is the same was rock climbing, only you do not use a harness, a rope, or climb any higher than seven meters (tops). Usually you don't climb any higher than your own height, but as you get better you can work your way up. Donald informed me on Saturday (the following day) that he was absolutely dead tired, and that he could barely even squeeze a ketchup bottle. Now, Donald is ripped. He is in the best physical condition I have seen of just about anyone, and anything that can make him that sore is badass. Bouldering was officially termed," Rock climb for hardasses," in my book, and I just let it go.
Well, Donald told me of the prices and decided he was going to go every Thursday and Sunday. Well, to make a long story short...I have not missed a single Thursday or Sunday in the past three weeks. I am officially licensed to belay a climber, and I have a gym membership to the climbing gym we go to. I plan on investing money into a pair of personal climbing shoes along with a chalk bag, and I am straight up motherfucking addicted to this. And let me tell you, it hurts.
Today, I skipped that bullshit Track thing I do after school to rock climb, and I don't have any regrets. Last Sunday we invited our Earth Space teacher and Math teacher to join us. Mr. Ayer (my Earth Space teacher) invited his daughter a long (see picture above), Shaylyn, and Mr. Bell (my Math teacher) brought his girlfriend along, Amanda. Donald and I have also been bringing my friend Zach Kohlstrum a long with us, and amazingly he is a photographer of professional quality. So, with each trip we make, we get about a dozen or so 2600x 3884 photos.
You can find his flickr here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/zkphoto and I assure you, he's damn good. It really is one of the most challenging and addicting activities I've engaged in in probably my entire life, and I don't plan to stop anytime soon. This is just an introduction to my new hobby, and I'm going to make sure to talk about it a whole lot more.
I'll leave you with a picture of me dominating a problem in style. I guess I should tell you that a problem is a specific course that you have to take while climbing, to increase difficulty and test your dexterity. Gives you a really good judge of how good you are. But yeah, do enjoy.
" Donald! Donald! I'm too tired up here! Catch my retainer!"
Well, bouldering is the same was rock climbing, only you do not use a harness, a rope, or climb any higher than seven meters (tops). Usually you don't climb any higher than your own height, but as you get better you can work your way up. Donald informed me on Saturday (the following day) that he was absolutely dead tired, and that he could barely even squeeze a ketchup bottle. Now, Donald is ripped. He is in the best physical condition I have seen of just about anyone, and anything that can make him that sore is badass. Bouldering was officially termed," Rock climb for hardasses," in my book, and I just let it go.
Well, Donald told me of the prices and decided he was going to go every Thursday and Sunday. Well, to make a long story short...I have not missed a single Thursday or Sunday in the past three weeks. I am officially licensed to belay a climber, and I have a gym membership to the climbing gym we go to. I plan on investing money into a pair of personal climbing shoes along with a chalk bag, and I am straight up motherfucking addicted to this. And let me tell you, it hurts.
Today, I skipped that bullshit Track thing I do after school to rock climb, and I don't have any regrets. Last Sunday we invited our Earth Space teacher and Math teacher to join us. Mr. Ayer (my Earth Space teacher) invited his daughter a long (see picture above), Shaylyn, and Mr. Bell (my Math teacher) brought his girlfriend along, Amanda. Donald and I have also been bringing my friend Zach Kohlstrum a long with us, and amazingly he is a photographer of professional quality. So, with each trip we make, we get about a dozen or so 2600x 3884 photos.
You can find his flickr here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/zkphoto and I assure you, he's damn good. It really is one of the most challenging and addicting activities I've engaged in in probably my entire life, and I don't plan to stop anytime soon. This is just an introduction to my new hobby, and I'm going to make sure to talk about it a whole lot more.
I'll leave you with a picture of me dominating a problem in style. I guess I should tell you that a problem is a specific course that you have to take while climbing, to increase difficulty and test your dexterity. Gives you a really good judge of how good you are. But yeah, do enjoy.
" Donald! Donald! I'm too tired up here! Catch my retainer!"
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