The sex in HBO dramas makes the whole process look very unappetizing and hard on the furniture.
I fear for a generation raised thinking that's how it's done.
I imagine they will suffer a lot of pulled groin muscles over time.
624 words on "Mongoose" today. Go team me.
Climbing was pretty good, and might have been better if I had not been fighting off monthly malaise, and also trying to climb in new shoes with kind of hideous blisters on both heels from all the walking I did yesterday and on Sunday. Still, I managed a 5.7. which I also downclimbed, and a 5.5 (hey, it was exercise) and a much better ascent of the wall I just finally conquered, which still isn't rated and the cruz is still not easy. Monday, I have decided, is going to be a really kickass climbing day. Because I said so.
The new shoes are sticky enough and edge really well. Win!
I've really turned a corner in terms of upper body strength. It's there when I need it, and I can do things like hang comfortably from one flexed arm under an overhang while I grope for the next good hold. I am, in fact, now stronger than I think I am. And if I can keep taking off some weight, I'm only going to get better.
I've also gotten smarter about climbing; my brain is better at the patterns. Monday, I will remember that that the way to get over that overhang on the new white route is right hand up, left foot as high as possible, left hand across the body on a vector from the left foot, right hand across the left hand, and left hand out to the little pizza.
*writes it down so she can't forget*
I think I'm not running tomorrow. It's been four heavy exercise days in a row, and OMG do these blisters hurt.