24/5/7

Went climbing last night. After a day of feeling mostly suicidal, we took the kids to the park and Annie made me play tag. Then i felt alive again for a li'l bit. So i went to the climb gym after we put them down. It's very nice at 8 or 9 at night. There's almost no one there, and the ones who are there are there to climb, and they're usually friendly. No rubbery high-schoolers trying to look cool: "C'mon, man! Get that shit! Stick it, brah." And no all-you-can-eat buffett tenants bouldering in their harnesses. At any rate, i felt good and unrushed. Went back and sent a V2 i'd done before, but hadn't been able to repeat. Worked all the moves on my proj' (also a V2), and-- come to think of it-- all the moves on another V2, although i missed the final throw. Just gotta go back in fresh and send and i'll call myself a V2 climber. Now i'm starting to feel secure about working some 3s. Tendonitis didn't flare up last night, and my hands are getting strong again. Just need to lose 15 or 20 lbs. now.