I've been psyched to climb. Anything! Rocks, plastic, I don't care. I'm just psyched I'm able to pull. Some days are incredibly good. Everything flows and you feel on top of the world. No madness, no frustration. Ahh, the life...right?
Then the days where everything seems so hard and you're trying to figure out why you can't climb as good as last time. Or why you're getting frustrated when you haven't been in what seems like the longest time. We all have those days. Sometimes they happen more frequently than we would like. Today was like that. I had taken two rest days. One was necessary, but the other one was FUCKED. Completely unnecessary at all. I didn't eat much either within those two days so I think trying to climb with little energy didn't help at all. I couldn't figure out why I felt almost no pulling power at all today. Nothing. No will to pull, no grrr face, nothing. Complete BOLLOCKS. I then reminded my self two rest days and three meals within those two rest days are not ideal. Oh well, what can you do? I really have no one to blame but my laziness and lack of appetite. Thanks to those two things, YEAH!
Tomorrow is another day. Hopefully this rain stops. I'd like the good weather back please Captain Planet. So please, stop pissing rain and get to work on drying up.
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