Yea whatever

7/5/15
Who even subscribes to this blog? Haha - I mean - I’m just laughing at myself. Ah well. Sometimes it’s cathartic. Mostly - it’s an exercise. A different discipline. I like that. Simple...

Soooooo what a day! I totally did something - many things - I didn’t want to do today. Many of those things turned out to be awesome. One thing did not.

So I will begin with the awesome thing. That’s short and sweet. For days my friend has been bugging me about going rock climbing on this day particularly. I don’t know why. I know he invited some other girl to go climbing and that he and this other girl had been talking offline for what seems to be months - I have no idea. Anyway - I didn’t really want to make plans knowing I had that big ride yesterday. Well - I wanted to make *LAZY* plans - so yes, I wanted to make plans, but not plans that would require me to exert a lot of energy. I really just wanted to see how I would feel. But ... he was persistent. Comes with his nature. He wanted to join me for morning yoga so I slept over and we got up and made it to yoga. I also had to get myself acclimated to yoga on boards - so after yoga we practiced and goofed off a bit. I think it was useful because a few students and also onlooker became curious so they asked and also jumped in.

A good sampling. After a bit we scooted off.

I felt good - so I was happy to go climbing. We picked up my stuff after getting a smoothie from the cafe and got his climbing gear and off we went making it down around 12:45. The girl was waiting for us already. I had met her the same day I met him but we had not communicated since then. It was awkward? No - haha - it wasn’t awkward. Not ‘til now, that is. (insert evil smilie face here)

She had never been climbing before - or never really been climbing before - i don’t know which - but always wanted to do it.  One of those.... So I was excited for her. I could remember when I first started climbing ... being an old cow, for me, that was about  24 years ago. I loved it. I was 18 or 19 and just flew up the walls. Heck, even when my daughter was of age enough to kick my ass and I was in my 30’s I would race up the walls. She would take one side and I the other - it was like skipping stairs - literally up a 30 foot wall in 20 seconds. Totally addicting. I had a blast.

So I hoped it would be just as much fun for her.

Two hours and two red bulls later plus a long bike ride out to the location - I was done. My hands were spent and I had had one of the better climbing days I had had in a long time. I was pretty happy with my day - I figured it had been since I had gotten back into it a bit more this year. And that was a goal for me for this summer: climb more.

Besides the month of June when I was totally distracted by some hill climbing riding thing, I did just that. Climb more and climb outdoors - those were two giant goals I had in mind. This day it seemed to come together. The red bulls helped too. The first one more so than the second. By then I was just hungry, fingers sore, skin scraped and the like. All which fell on unsympathetic ears. So - we carry on.