An Essential Part of Myself.

An Essential Part of Myself.       I found this photo in a long buried folder in my Dropbox while looking for another climbing photo last week. This photo was taken on day three of what was supposed to be a two day climbing trip. If you've spent a continuous hour with me, then... Continue Reading →

Summits are Funny Things.

Out of danger I thought about the boys I’d dreamed about. I wondered how I could miss them so much, but still be so lame about calling their mother and arrange a time for me to see them. While things had ended between us, they hadn’t really ended badly and we were on good terms.... Continue Reading →

Mining the girnal for type 1 motivation

168.8 That's what the scale read this morning.  I stared at it in slight disbelief, but then I recalled the number of cookies I had yesterday, then I recalled the heavy brunch from the day before.  Lastly I recalled the words of a good friend nine years ago.  "Fuck man.  You used to be skinny,... Continue Reading →

Mental toughness and progress.

There were a lot of things that I was going to write about, but I've decided to keep away from some arguments. One was a discussion started on Scott Semple's amazing blog. It has been continued over at Blake Herrington's blog. The discussion revolves around climbing sponsorship, spray, and really the state of climbing media. I was going to jump in, but I'm just going to let it go. For sure I have some views on this topic, but I don't know enough so I'm going to stay out of it.

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