Okay, bad climbing analogies aside-- I've called a time-out on my adult project to hopefully gain some more writing neuron connections. I need some time and maturity to continue pushing towards the finish.
Plus, it's that time of year, and I have a siren call:
This lovely corner and semi-roof thing going on, is calling my name so loudly, I can hear it in my basement three hundred miles away. It's the reason every time I go down the basement steps I'm swinging over to the training board to try and pinch my fingers and hang from the sloper. It's what I see when I close my eyes at night and think about West Virginia.
Four Sheets to the Wind (5.9)
Fun. So much fun. Except, I haven't finished it. There's this move here-- right here:
I have to stub my toe into a tiny indentation in the rock, dig my torn fingernails into a sloping swell, and transfer all my weight into the traverse out of the crack, up to the roof.
The roof will be the hard part, but I couldn't get past this technical move last time.
Of course, I was twenty pounds heavier than I am now and I was only four months post-partum. At the time four months post-partum felt like a decade and clearly I was in fighting form. Until I look at photos and see what looks like a five month pregnant belly and stains on my shirt from leaking breastmilk. So no, in retrospect, four months to climbing awesomness worked out for me about as well as starting running a week after delivering (which didn't work out for me at all). Live and learn!
It haunts me. In a delicious, exciting, fun way.
*goes to hang on the sloper*
Everytime I want to eat, I go watch climbing videos on youtube. When I want to drink, I read the guidebook. I'm in training mothereffers.
Okay, let me reign the weirdness back in.
Basically, I am sitting in my basement, smelling the pine-sol scent of freshly mopped floors, with a toddler who is recently potty trained during my writing down-time and I'm dreaming of sending my projects.
All of them.
Dude, those are awesome pictures. That formation looks really friggin' tough--I'm jealous of your skills :). I'm not much of a climber, but nice weather still makes me want to get out of the house...anything but sit in front of a computer screen for hours.
ReplyDeleteHow's Lily doing? She's out in the world, right?
Thanks, it's a really fun climb. Not too hard but not easy enough for me to onsight. I totally understand the bit of cabin fever going on. I'm dying to get outside!
ReplyDeleteLily is out in the world. I had two people who asked for her. One I heard back from and it was a very very close, but no dice. The second I haven't heard back from. I need to email them to check in (it's been three months) but I'm assuming it's a no as well just from the time standpoint. Which is fine. Lily is the project I essentially learned on, so she's sort of deeply flawed in a way I can't fix without writing something totally new and wasting another three years on. If that makes any sense at all!