Well, I know I haven’t made a post in WAY too long but… in the immortal words of my man Blueprint, “people always askin, yo print, where da album at? Gotta take my time widit do, ain’t about to put no garbage out! Feel me?” Er… something along those lines. It’s been a while since I rocked the soul position. Anywho…
Could be a good route name maybe? It smells like gas in my apartment this morning. I think I may have caused a leak when I was tinkering with the wall heater yesterday, trying to sweep the floors and clean the dust. Hopefully I don’t die from it.
Fuck. Double fuck. Fuck infinity, and beyond!!! By now most of you who know me personally (or are friends with me on facebook) probably know that my shoulder is in shambles. I won’t know exactly what’s wrong with it, and whats steps need to be taken to heal it until I do to the doctor, get an MRI and get a proper diagnosis. All I know right now is that I can barley move my arm above the height of my shoulder without severe pain.
Tomorrow I get on a plane to Boulder for the ABS nationals… uhg. I’ve been wondering lately: why do I still do these things? Well, because I effin love climbing! Yeah, even gym climbing. To me, it’s still fun- Monkeying around in the gym. Hopefully they set some all-points off dynos at the comp this weekend. Plus, if everyone who is actually strong really fucks up, I might have a chance! Wish me luck (I’m gonna need it!)
Last weekend in bishop was rad! The last couple months has been a roller-coaster of motivation for me, dealing with these dumb injuries and not climbing outside that much. But this weekend was def finitely an adrenaline rush, a surge of psyche if you will. I had a blast sessioning on some amazing boulders, on real rock for Christ’s sake, with a fun group of people of all different abilities, and got psyched to climb well again! My shoulders didn’t hurt a bit either. Hopefully things stay that way.
Hey all. gonna try to make this post kind of short… not in the blogging mood so much right now. Just a quick up-date and I’ll be on my way.
Well, I forgot to post the rest of this post last night… opps. Now I’m at the Oakland airport, waiting at gate 22 to board a plane that is going to take me to SLC where I’ll to the donkey show that is outdoor retailer. I haven’t gotten enough sleep in the past few nights, so hopefully I get some much needed rest tonight (not likely).
So, after four days off the wall because of resting my left shoulder, I went down to the new Hangar 18 gym in riverside, which is really sweet BTW, for the ABS nationals. I saw a lot of good friends that I hadn’t seen in a long time and climbed on a bunch of really fun boulders.
I certainly have been out of touch! I didn’t realize the amount of hard sending going on at the buttermilks recently. And its mostly been friends of mine doing the raging! Damn proud of you boys! Check out the Bishop Bouldering blog and the Bigup blog for full reports! Congrats to everyone tearing it up out there, especially Kevin for making another benchmark ascent of a BA boulder, er… vertical rock-face challenge. Can you take hard climbing any higher and have it not be soloing? I think not. All this news inspires me to get back after it and start training again… lets just hope my shoulders can handle it! I’ve been running everyday for the last ten days or so, but the ten pounds I gained in the last two months doesn’t seem to want to disappear… maybe I’ll just have to learn to live with it. About to go to SFO to pick up the Daniel Woods. Talk about motivation. Kid can climb a rock like no body’s business.
And what comes after the begining? The middle, that’s what! I’m not really sure what that’s supposed to mean, but the world, at least what I gather from NPR, is a dismal place right now. It’s Chaos out there people!
Soooo. It’s been a while huh? Yeah, sorry about that! What can I say? I’ve been lazy. That is, I’ve been overwhelmed, and when I get overwhelmed, which happens all too easily to me, I have a hard time getting anything done. I just have to take a few deep breathes, remember that I’m luck as hell to be who I am, where I am (which isn’t in Iraq, Darfur, Gaza or the Fruitvale BART station getting shot in the back by I BART cop while someone films it with their camera phone…) and realize that change is on the way. Yes, I’ll be ok. Read the rest of this entry »