Thursday, April 10, 2008

'Tardation Thursday (the sequal)

Last night my dog found her voice, and howled for long about an hour after i booted her into the cold night. That was at around 12:30. Ended up getting about 5 hours of sleep. Then i'm pretty sure i forgot to take my seizure meds before school this morning. Then i went climbing. i truly thought for a while there that i'd acquired some form of retardation. Imagine trying to climb something with a migraine and with Crisco'd Seran-wrap on your feet. Started out trying a burn on a tricky li'l 3, and that didn't go so well. Then i thought i'd maybe get some blood moving and do a proper warm-up on a v1 i'd already done (and flashed). i fell off of it four times before i gave up. then i went upstairs hoping that there'd be no one up there in front of which to humiliate myself further, and i fell off of pretty much everything i laid hand to. Finally this guy came up whom i'd run into before on occassion, and was working a v4. So i joked with hime that i'd so far been shut down on absolutely everything in the gym, and would he mind if i fell off'a his problem as well. At any rate, things started looking up from there. i didn't send, but i came mighty close, and got the high point, so i felt a li'l less cowed thereafter. He said he'd been having problems as well and that he'd been shut down on a "v3-" downstairs, so i asked him where it was. Then i went and did it. It's a sit start inside a low cave. Start with one foot on a hold and hands on a polished slopey ledge at around eye-level. Then you throw up and backwards to the outside of the overhang-- full body length, all-points dyno-- to a rail. Stick that, and the second move's a full wing span lateral throw to a three-finger hueco. Then you match in it and finish on the ceiling. Just before i tried it, i watched this strong guy get spanked on it. He's all i can't believe this is 3-. There were no witnesses when i sent of course (which is probably why i sent), but at least i left knowing i'd outclumb some muscley dudes. Didn't feel like quite such a degenerate after that. But i gotta get me some sleep one of these days. That sucked.

2 comments:

Pappa G said...

She's a howler, huh? That sucks. I've noticed in your bloggs that you often pick on the muscley guys. I think you're predjudice. I think you hate them becuase they can go out in public in a tank top and they all sport some form of tribal tattoo. You're just being judgemental. Don't be a hater.

c said...

It's just that i'm not a muscley feller m'self, and so when i outclimb one it sorta justifies all the beer and the sedentary lifestyle.