Fading by degrees

Today was a really good day. Sometimes the s**t beginnings lead to good things. I wanted to go get coffee on Market St. in the City (SF) and take sometime to relax and not think about climbing. It's hard not thinking about it when I'm not climbing. Especially when you just bought the new Rock&Ice without realising it. I read climbing magazines at the gym when I'm emmersed in climbing or training, but I read skateboard and other magazines when I'm outside. Helps me not think solely about pulling down. I think it helps me relax more when I don't think about projects or stuff when I'm not climbing. I don't worry about them and stress or get bummed out. I also stopped thinking about setting things when I'm not setting. Always learning things.

Also changing up my style. I've been feeling angry and irritated the past couple of weeks. No clues as to why, but I had enough of that. It's getting in my way of progression and having fun. I've been thinking about a new tattoo as well. The feeling of a needle hitting my skin is...indescribable. It hurts. For sure. Anyone who says it doesn't hurt is a f**king fool. Of course it hurts, it's sharp needle! I've been thinking how much people discard their own opinions and follow the crowd. Why? Don't be a robot, be a human. Have your own voice and opinions. They don't have to make sense to anyone else BUT yourself. That doesn't mean don't think things through and do whatever. Think, then do (sometimes you have to do things then think about it later. Like climbing. Do it then think about it). Maybe something climbing related because this has been the one constant in my life for the past 16 years now. I don't know yet. I've yet to find something I can set my mind on.