...does whatever a Spider-Pig does...

Climbed yesterday. It went well--Yea, weller than i'd any right to expect. Finally sent a v5 i'd worked on for several sessions. Also sent a stiff 4 that'd tossed me last time 'round. Also go a handful of new 3s, and a bunch of 3s/4s that i'd done before. And a bunch of easier climbing. Fairly dense li'l 2hour session. The cool thing was that the 5 went at the end of the session, and i thought for sure i'd be too tired to send. Good times.

i think i also climbed on fri. That one was less encouraging. It was a workout, though.

i'm hoping to work chest/abs today. Maybe run. we'll see. i think i'd climb better if i were skinnier; but i'd also climb better if i were stronger. Always the toss up. Be neat if i'd just either been born strong or skinny. If i were one or the other, i'd have a clear goal. It's amazingly frustrating to try to accomplish both at the same time. But them's the breaks. Peace.

Tha nex' day

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i did go to the gym for some chest yesterday. Did some incline DBs...maybe 2.5 sets. Then i realized i didn't bring my man-card with me. Pathetic, grasseater-level pain tolerance. And the 200 other patrons packing the premises were, each of them, on encroaching on it. So i left with the intent of going back later, when the throngs had dispersed. Only i didn't. The 5ish hours of sleep i'd eked outta the two weeks o' nights before caught up with me with interest and demanding payment. So i took a couple o' Z-12s and a couple o' benadryls, i shouted some grumpy obscenity at the whole irritating world, and (eventually) went to bed. i'm hoping today goes a li'l bit better.