Happy Shredfest to me

Shwag Count: High.

Scored me the Arc'teryx S-240 sport harness at ye olde 2009 Shredfest today. Hundred dollar harness; clocks in at 8.5 oz. :-)

That was a pretty good time, Shredfest. we showed up early to clean up the trails/crag, then had a bouldering contest followed by a raffle/num-nums which i was blest at (i was seriously needing a new harness). Pulled down some fairly cool problems, even though i was still torn down from thursday's destruction. my hands are thrashed and bloody. Climbing at U-Mound is an exercise in pain tolerance: there are no truly positive holds, so you gun off of frictiony slopers to two-finger micro-crimps on quartz crystals, high step onto the same bits of natural glass, and grovel over the top out four moves later and twenty feet off the ground. Consequently there is no flesh left on my hands (one climb involved a series of hand jams on the crap, so the backs of my hands are also flayed) and it hurts to allow my consciousness to waft in their general direction. Good times. Good times...and some very cool folks to climb with, to boot.

Then yesterday my lovely, attentive wife gave me for the b-day permission to order The Master from Detroit Rock-- that skull hold i've wanted now for some time. If all goes well, i should have a trick campus wall in the very near future. Then maybe i can get strong for real. And shaving twenty lbs. off shouldn't hurt a thing, i'd think... assuming the numbskulls at Fed-Ex can figure out which bit of the U.S. Nuevo Mexico comprises.

i go now to heavily lubricate my tattered nubbins.