I almost forgot which email address I used for this thing it's been so long since the last time I wrote. I guess I will see how it goes.
I have been climbing for three weeks now after my dislocated elbow. I definitely do not feel up to snuff, but I guess it is ok. Climbing just needs to be fun in itself, not by the levels of success you receive from it.
Last weekend, I took the jr. team of the Boulder Rock Club to ABS Regional Championships. It was a hella long drive to Provo, but we made it with only one major incident. Driving through the small canyon between Rifle and Grand Junction, I narrowly missed a car that lost control right in front of us. Visions of flying kids and death and mayhem were flooding my head as I witnessed this car spin out of control and into my lane. By some miraculous feat of seredpitity, we did not hit the car. I still think about it almost a week later with some disbelief.
Fiasco comp. The comp was a marathon of standing around waiting for the competitors to finish, so that the kids and I could make the gruelling drive back to Boulder. We expected to leave Provo by 3 at the latest. 4:30 rolled around, and I heard the words Super Final. Apparently, 9 kids tied for first in Boys C. Not good. How do you have 9 kids flash four boulder problems? Then my juniors boys had to duke it out in another super final with one other kid. Needless to say, by 6:30, I was ready to get out of there.
Unfortunately, my dreams of making it back to Boulder to go to the Poudre the next day was nixed. Instead, we went to the Momentum Rock Climbing Gym. The kids were super psyched to still do even more climbing, and we had a lot of fun on the much taller walls they had. Thanks Momentum. We owe you.
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