Whilst in Yellow, Tx, i endeavored to visit the Amarillo Rock Climbing House. Sometimes it takes having a look at how folk on the other side o' the tracks are living to appreciate what i've got. Since i went, i've been trying to find the words to describe my frustration with the place. i think i have it: i think "ultra-contrived" nutshells it. Now, to be fair, i'll preface this by admitting that i clumb deconditioned by two weeks of sitting in a car trying to lower my basal metabolic rate to that of a hibernating sloth. And i'd added a few layers of traveling blubber just to make me more attractive to the earth's core. Having said that, i noted the distinct flavor of "locals' evolutionary rating" on everything on the walls. Everything was sandbagged. You could stretch your imagination and concede that a "v3" probably would feel like a v3 if you'd done it 10 or 12 times and had all the moves wired. Every single problem was a sit-start 12" off the ground from a horrible slopey crimp or two and an off-center, glassy micro-sloper for a foot. And that was the funny bit--the crux of most of the problems was the first move. There was a group of locals working some stuff around me, and it was clearly the accepted practice for overcoming this problem by starting with hands on the start, one foot on a hold, then hopping off the ground to a better hand. This seemed especially odd after i got the strong impression that they'd set most of the routes. i guess the point of a start move 2 grades harder than the rest of the climb escaped me. Oh well...it served a good purpose. There's nothing like shredding the tips on teensy crimps to show a brother how fat he's gotten. i got some blood flowing in there, and i actually got a little dizzy from all the toxic crap i've taken aboard over the last month.
Tonight there's an informal comp at the home gym, and i'm thinking about taking Annie to it to see how bad i really have gotten. Tomorrow i'm planning on starting back on the Green Faces. i'm tired of making myself nauseous every time i look in the mirror. Now it's off to the store for some beast and greens...
2 comments:
I'm glad you guys made it back in. I'm sure the comp will be an encouraging route back to the green faces diet. I'd still like to give that a shot for a month. let me know how it goes, eh.
i think you should give it a go. i'm starting tomorrow (sunday). Do it with me. Maybe you can come up with some more creative methods of making greens and flesh attractive--we can share recipes. But seriously, if you've never done an exclusion diet, you might have some light bulb moments along the way. It's not necessarily just the alcohol that chips away at healing.
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