it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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i have my head in the oven so you know where i'll be

We climbed at Pinnacle tonight. Four routes--two 5.7s (Tin Man and Scarecrow), a 5.8 (Screeching Halt, which was easier than the 5.7s) and Mossad, an absolutely brutal 5.9 on a corner with a series of roofs and then an awful, crimpy, sketchy fingertip face-climb up the slab at the top. My hands still hurt, and I was practically in tears a coupe of times while I fought my way up it.

It was a terrible, sloppy, piece of crap hangdog ascent, and I'm not proud of it at all.

Did I mention my hands still hurt?

I was going to finish chapter 8 tonight, but it's maybe not going to happen. Anyway, I'm going to go shower the chalk and tick repellent out of my hair, and then come back at poke at Grail for a bit.

Tomorrow I will be at the CAPA Writer's University in Hartford from about 9 until 4, which will likely preclude much writing. I may try to get some work done tomorrow evening. I might watch a nice film with a guarateed happy ending instead.

Man, that face kicked my ass.
Tags: falling off perfectly good rocks

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