The first time I ever went rock climbing, my friends told me I "Spanked that wall," since I had climbed up it so fast. That's where it all started...
Because of that I took a class at school, and we climbed every Tuesday and Thursday... the class is only half a semester long, so now I'm heartbroken because it's almost done. At first I took things easy because I didn't want to hurt myself, but by the end, I was part of what I called, "The High Risk Group." To be a member you simply had to do stupid things, not anchor in while you belay, climbing too fast so that your belayer can't keep up, touching the goat on the mural <3 I'll miss that goat.
But now I can climb fairly well... When my friend who got me started on this comes up to visit, I hope I don't embaress myself though! He's won all sorts of competitions and such, and is climbing at a much higher rating than I. For example- I think I can handle a 5.6 alright, but he says he climbs a 5.12! Wah, shocking, I know!
What's awesome is that, we are climbing at a real gym now, with all the other classes, since it's almost all done. I get to meet new people and climb all night! Yay! *whisper* ...And I got a boy's phone number... Hah, no no, nothing like that -just a climbing partner. We'll see how that goes, probably on Tuesday (I'm not going to call him untill I get to know him better after the next class). He seems too quiet. Hah, I'm just too much for the boys to handle *wink wink grin*
I like to c l i m b t h i n g s ! Watch out for me, in case I f a l l d o w n ! biggrin
 Rinimarie · Fri Mar 04, 2005 @ 05:50pm · 5 Comments |
