Hella tight blood

They don't make finger bags like this no more with all leather.

I like to climb. Simple as that. I like to push my self to try hard things and to repeat climbs I have done. My biggest weakness is always doing a problem but never repeating it. I feel it limits my power endurance (PE) capabilities. I started repeating lots of boulder problems in the Bridges cave and have repeated all the new problems we set to keep motivated and to get a work out. Last year, I lost a lot of motivation after Hueco Tanks. I felt content with just climbing at a certain level and never seriously tried to change. I am very self critical and have been working on changing this aspect of myself, one day at a time. A part of this change is pushing my self outside of my comfort zone and focusing on digging deep to try my hardest. I've noticed that is also helping to be a better person in general. I'm more approachable and not as scary. Climbing is hella tight. If I did not climb, then i would probably be depressed. I wouldn't know the people I know (and hold the up most respect for) in my life. I wouldn't have a sense of originality and be a follower. I'd be a robot knowing myself. Climbing opens many doors and teaches me many things I would have learned in a harder, more frustrating manner.

I've also learned to appreciate rest days. Some times, I don't do anything on those days. I live a very blessed lifestyle. But I do work around my parents house to earn it. Usually I go outside or ride my bike but there are days I don't do a thing. And those days feel amazing (though few and far apart they are). Today on one such rest day, I read my Vegas guidebook and I found out that I did a further start of Monkey Bar Traverse years ago (4yrs now?). I started WAY left on these crimps instead of the middle where it starts on the huecos. Not that it matters that much to me, but it made me feel better about my progress. I was told this is where the traverse started (on the crimps). No matter; I really have been wanting to go back to the Kraft Boulders now that I'm a little bitter taller, a little bit stronger, but definitely not a baller (cabrón yes, baller? Negative!) At the time, it was one of the "harder" boulder problems I completed. Looking back on it, it was a good thing to do and I must repeat the line. A classic should always be repeatable.. I like that mentality of thinking thugs are easier than posted or said. For some reason, it motivates me.

Climbing is hella tight blood.