It really was just one of those days where everything seemed to go well. I went to Curbar in the afternoon with Toby and his friend Beth. As I usually do when I go somewhere I haven't been before, or in this case for three years, I spent the morning going through the guidebook picking things to do. But instead of picking a 7c that would probably take me a few sessions, I picked a couple of problems around the 7a mark and just thought, "It would be nice to get these done quickly."
We warmed up and I repeated Trackside in a few couple of goes. I was feeling strong, but my abs were horribly sore from a core workout I did yesterday (more on this later). I had a couple of goes on Play Hard, a 7c, but the conditions weren't great and I sacked it off. Toby and I did Sidetrack, the other side of the arete, and this was pretty cool.
Toby showed me Gorilla Warfare. Beth and Toby had both done this before and both gave me different beta. On my flash attempt I had to make a decision about which one to use and, guttingly, the one I chose didn't suit me and I came off. I climbed it second go, using the different method. Early Doors got climbed quickly too.
Its a strange feeling, being incredibly pleased to climb something second go, but just as frustrated that I didn't flash it. In the end, I'm just excited to get these problems done quickly. I do love a battle with a problem, drawn out over the course of weeks, but when I'm somewhere I don't visit often, ticking a few easier problems is, for me, satisfying, rewarding, fulfilling.
I had a fantastic day today. I climbed some excellent problems, got some great pictures and I'm completely psyched for climbing.
I'm having a brief indoor session tomorrow, resting resting resting on Friday and then going to the CWIF on Saturday. Then my bouldering phase is over, and power endurance will govern my climbing life for another four weeks.
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