Monday, 13 December 2010

Climbey Roundup

So, a fair bit of stuff has gone down since my last post, to curb the waffling I'm going to bash it out in bullet points.

#1 - A little after last blog post:
Trip to wales, ruined a tendon in my little finger trying the rockatrocity low start, doctor said it's not ruptured, predicted a month for healing, I knew there's no chance, still fucked.

#2 about 6 or 7 weeks off from climbing, gained weight, lost strength, sad times! :( My finger meant that using the board is all but impossible, no pinching or crimping on my left hand/anything which puts pressure through my left pinkie.


#3 Tested out my completely ineffective finger after a big break by going out on the grit, where luckily there aren't many holds to speak of, my finger didn't hold me back too much on slopers, managed zippy's traverse at stanage, felt heavy, but some strength remained.

#4 Headed to the roaches for soem more lack of holds, did a few 7as, and the worlds hardest 6c sitter!

#5 Went to font (lack of holds = win) with Bob, big trip, 40days, shoestring budget, I'll get in a big post some time soon and maybe a picture of the logbook I kept whilst there.

(In summary: 1 week of sun, 2 weeks of rain, 1 week of improved but colder weather, 1 week of a LOT of snow 20 7a/+s, 2 7bs 2 7b+s, better than I was expecting given complete lack of climbing fitness, did my finger some good as well I think)


#6 Headed to pantymwyn, had a good session despite every hold on the crag being damp, did thug mentality (mans' way) (soft 7c) and mental extension 7B, hopefully I'll be able to link the two, which'd be a pretty solid achievement for me as it's so long, it'd also probably go a long way to improving my non-existent stamina :)

#7 Started working nights at a warehouse to pay the bills over christmas, 6 in the evening until 4 in the morning, tiring, I'm going to look like a sport climber by january if I'm not careful!



I'm going to go and see another doctor regarding my finger, hopefully I'll be referred to a specialist, my current GP is pretty august and missed out information when refering me to a physio about my ankle, and is a basically a bit of a dick, adding more evidence to my theory that all white middle age male doctors are incapable of either people skills or listening when you tell them what's wrong with you.

I'll get some pictures of the beauty of snowy Font up some time soon!

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