Thursday, 18 February 2010

Donkey

I've never really been all that bothered about being weak in front of people I know and its a good job because currently I'm VERY weak (the fitness has remained but everything else has evaporated). However, I hate climbing poorly in front of people I know (or even strangers), its appalling. Last night I felt like an amateur. My feet like lead blocks, my stomach muscles; saggy. My thumbs have zero squeeze, and keep getting caught underneath my fingers when I snatch at crimps. Seriously, I can't crimp. No, scratch that. I can't climb....

But the thing is I can. When Nat and I went out on the grit I climbed well. My feet felt good for a change and I had a thoroughly enjoyable morning. Maybe this indoor malarkey isn't what its cracked up to be?

Its all very odd.

1 comment:

Fiend said...

Paul B Footwork, king of Stanage slabs.

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