#Kaifail
It seems like just yesterday that it was hot and buggy out. Now it's October, and the mornings are dark and cold. The leaves are getting into their prime, and New England becomes my favorite place in the world. A lot has happened over the last couple months, and so far the year hasn't been going as planned.
..and then, a couple days ago I destroyed my knee. I was climbing in Cambridge, and was sitting on my heel when I once again heard the horrifying snap. I immediately came off, but realized I could walk on it fine, and even kept climbing for a while before running off to get pie. Over the next few hours it got more and more sore, and the next morning I woke up and could barely walk. So I went to the doctor, and found out I partially tore a ligament on the side of my knee. Thankfully its not too bad, but it does mean that I won't be heel hooking or doing aggressive front steps for quite some time, which throws a damper on some of my goals.
So basically all summer I had a nagging injury on my middle finger. I don't remember how it happened, but it pretty much limited me from doing anything crimpy for a long time. In August, for the first time, it started getting better, and I got to the point where I could close my hand on holds without pain. A couple days later I did the stupidest thing i'd ever done in climbing. A few days before I left for my trip to Colorado I decided to throw my sense out the window and climb a line of quarried monos at Farley.. as a joke, because I thought it would be funny..
The whole time I had a really bad feeling about it and I kept on saying, walk away, walk away. Instead I tried to lock a mono off at my waist.. and heard the notoriously sinister popping sound. Luckily all was not lost, and I could still pull down on it. Unfortunately though, I once again could not crimp on it, nor use underclings or gastons.
My trip to Colorado was fun anyways, but the pain was forever looming, dissuading me from a lot of climbs I dreamed of getting on, as well as slashing my confidence. I managed to do a couple hardish boulders, but I always felt like I was operating at 50%. Anyways, I came back from Colorado and it was hot in New England. It stayed hot through pretty much all of September, rarely getting into the 60's. During September I took it pretty easy in hopes of healing my finger. Nick and I went out and put up some cool first ascents in Charlemont, Liam and I worked link ups in Lincoln Woods, and I did have some good training days at Farley. Slowly but surely, my finger started feeling better and better. At the very end of September, I managed to repeat Chronic Sit, which was a huge confidence boost, so I think i'm finally better.
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Getting the FA of Okonsha (v4ish) in Charlemont |
Anyways, I went to Pawtuckaway last weekend and was able to climb with little pain on most boulders, so hopefully I will be totally better soon, and really focus in on some climbs. However, I feel fortunate that i've still been able to climb, and i'm not out of the game completely. Today its off to Farley, and on Wednesday it looks like we're going to Pawtuckaway, so psych is high!
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