What I get out of climbing…TRY HARD!
I was running last night. I’ve done most of my best thinking while running. In college, I came up with a superb and innovative connection detail for a steel bridge competition while running. Oh wait, off track.
SO last night I was running and it was hot. I’ve really been pushing my body lately. I’m getting ?closer on sending my project at the New River Gorge – see this post
Now. I’m no runner. I’m actually a pretty terrible runner and I think that fact helps my goal, which is to be a better, stronger and most importantly a SKINNIER climber. I’ve never been skinny in my life. In-fact, I walk up to the crag and most of the time, the folks tell me “The 5.7s are around the corner….” I actually had one dude tell me that “You climb really well for your physique.”
I’ve been trying to run twice a day. Once in the morning before work and once after. This doesn’t happen THAT often because I’m climbing so much and have other social obligations. But when I do it is pretty brutal, and really, its the best way to get a lot of distance under the feet in a day.
So yesterday was a double day for me. In the morning I did a 4k (2.5 miles). After work, it was pretty brutally hot and the initial goal was to do another 4k. At the 2k mark, I said “Oh screw it” and went out an extra 500m…The last kilometer was brutal. At the 4k mark, my body was dead and tired. For the last K, the urge to stop, the pain, the exhaustion of the day’s heat…everything was telling me to stop…I think I may have been whaling the last few hundred meters. I feel bad for the neighbors…but I LOVED IT. I love pushing myself to the limit and trying as hard as I can.
As I lay exhausted in my car, gathering enough whits to drive back home, I realized that when I climb like that, I LOVE IT. I can be climbing a 5.11 or I can be climbing at 5.12+. I don’t care about the grade, but if I get to push myself to the point of exhaustion or to my physical limit. I’m psyched!