Almost got my second foot off the door frame this morning, and my arms felt really secure. I think I need more back arch. I think that's the key at this point--managing my center of gravity.
Another attempt tomorrow.
Now I need to shower and sweep the floor. Not necessarily in that order.
That was a busy day. After the holiday luncheon thing, The Jeff and I went for a hike-ette around Laurel Marsh with the GRD (wow, ticks)--but on the way there, as we were driving along, I spotted a suspicious lump in the road...
Me: "Turtle. Turtle!"
He stomped on the brakes before he hit it, and I bailed out and rescued it--a good sized Eastern Painted Turtle with a shell as big as both my hands together.
Being a turtle, it tried to scratch and bite and pee on me while I transported it to the pond, which it was at least a block away from. I suspect the intervention of a juvenile East African Plains Ape, somehow....
Anyway, turtle back in pond, and marsh hiked around. Win/win.
53 miles to Mordor, by the way.