The Re-program

I was suppose to play table tennis with the old people today, but again I slept in. I must start to program myself into the required routine before semester starts or I will struggle. I will concentrate on making a habit of what I wanted to do and that way all the bad habits will be overwritten. It sounds easier than it really is.

Having slept in, I decided to go climbing instead. Before climbing, my mind was dull and my thoughts wondered and I struggled with the decision on wether to go or not. Procrastination starts to set in.

Finally, I made it to the cliffs. I started on the usual warm-up climb. After that, instead of doing laps of these easier climbs like I normally do in my multiple attempts at a rockclimbing come-back, I decided to work on a harder climb. In the past when I was a better climber,I did laps on this climb but now I could barely remember the moves. Purely relying on techniques, I struggled up it for two hours. Techniques are useless, if the strength or physical fitness isn't there to execute them. In the end, I summited with many rests. I then set up on an easier grade climb which I powered through with one rest. As I was about to climb the warm-down climb with my back pack on, my hands stung whenever I touched the rock. I climbed one metre and decided to bail. The pain was too overwhelming. My hands were red and sore.

It took more than three hours to do three climbs, but I was happy. For the first time in a long time, I felt the exaltation that comes with climbing for the first time. My mind is refreshed, my body is exhausted. Tomorrow I will climb again.