I have been focusing on traversing since I began my return to climbing in the gym a few weeks ago. I’m slowly inching my way “up” again. I’m heavier than I was a year ago, and very weak comparatively speaking, so I don’t want to get injured right out of the chute, here. I’m taking it slow and steady, because that’s what wins the race (or so I hear). I’m working toward getting my health and my climbing skills back and then some. My goal is to be a great climber—the best that I can be. That may not be world class, but that’s okay. I’m doing this for me, not for the rest of the world. I need this. I need climbing. That’s been made abundantly clear during this pandemic. I have something inside me that needs to climb. So I will oblige it!
Content Rating PG, for the most part
I try to keep the content of my posts in the PG range (meaning that maybe your 13-year-old should not read it... Just kidding!) - you know, something I could get away with tastefully in the town square without getting lynched, tarred-and-feathered, or hung (and something my mother would NOT wash my mouth out with soap for). As far as what age you have to be to understand some of the subtleties of my humor in writing and/or speaking, well... That may vary. A lot.