Climbing season! A social media diary . . . — Legally Fit

As I mentioned, Saturday out on the rock was physical — not just a result of the nature of the sport but also due to the conditions outside that morning.  I’ve never climbed with my hands that frozen, so I had to adapt when I couldn’t even feel them grabbing the holds on the rock.  I also needed to take a rest day from fitness on Sunday, as my body was as sore as it has been in a while.

Saturday was educational.  Learning to crack climb opened a climbing world that I was not yet part of, but one that will be a key part of my trip later this Spring to Moab, Utah.  A few more days of practice out there on the cracks, and I could be doing 5.8’s or 5.9’s on my first-ever climbing trip.

Above all, Saturday was spiritual.  What I love most about climbing is the laser focus I have when I’m up on the wall – tuning out everything else in the world whether it’s on the ground right below me or waiting for me to deal with I got back home to work.  Each time out, that focus gets sharper and sharper.  To some extent, there’s always been some level of anxiety that I feel when heading out for a day on the rock.  It’s a combination of excitement and nerves.  The more I get out, the less anxious I get each time.  Not for lack of excitement, but because it just feels more like home out there.

Aaron