My life in your hands

This is a post about friendship. Not the sort that we casually blab about in our daily conversation, but the sort that you cannot understand unless you have known it. Last week I took a fall on a lead climb. It wasn’t a big fall, but as I dangled there in mid-air, hanging on aContinue reading “My life in your hands”

Back to the Wall

It’s good to be back. After over two months of being confined to riding a bike for activity, feeling the muscles strain, visioning the breath flow, sensing the feet reach, focusing on the weight shift ever so slightly to reach the next little finger hold feels like meeting a long, lost friend. Today I climbedContinue reading “Back to the Wall”

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