At the doc's office today i weighed in at 92kilos. That's metric for gordo. i've decided that instead of trying to lose weight to climb better, i'm just going to commit to morphing my deep flexor tendons into something like titanium wires. It'll be easier, i think. we got outta school today for snowiness, and i went climbing for a bit. Didn't have a lot of time, and my low-back is killing me, but i flashed a v4, sent another hard v5, and nearly flashed another v5. i didn't get that last one, but it may be one of the hardest climbs i've been on. It requires two kneebars, and you have to cling tenaciously to a series of the worst holds i've seen. i got to the second-to-last hold 1st try, but i had no idea what to do with it. It would be a bad two-finger crimp if it were on a vertical wall; but it's overhanging, so it's more like a badly placed foot hold.
Oh well...i got a serious 5 today that i'd tried a couple o' weeks ago. At that point i wasn't sure there was any possibility of getting it. But it went. Yo soy muy muy happy-o.
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Good grief. sounds like the fives are falling daily for you. fatty got game, yo!
Yeah...li'l strange. i've been grabbing stuff i'm conditioned to know that i can't hang from, but then i stick. Sometimes i'll hang something and stop a second and think There's no way your fat butt can still be here, but there i am. i think it's the over-chlorinated city water. But it sure is fun.
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