So I went climbing tonight, despite not being a hundred percent, and it went surprisingly well for a sick girl. Neil put up a new route that's not hard--it's a 5.7- -- but it's totally tricky and thinky and awesome and fun. I had no wind, and I had to do a lot of dogging on the rope because of that, but I figured it out and pretty much sailed up it, even the tricky bits. And that made me happy enough that I didn't even mind burning the hell out on the other new route I tried, so bad I couldn't finish my third route, which is a 5.7 I've done a bunch of times.
Okay, so I have a new project wall, and the climbing was pretty fine.
Today, I like my life.