commence Operation Don’t Suck

I’m back from a one week trip to Henderson, Nevada for my bi-yearly commitment to bettering myself professionally, namely the CCIE written exam, and I’m fully focused now on the coming summer’s climbing goals, that is: don’t suck. This weekend saw a refreshingly populous crew of Santa Barbara locals for the season’s third day at… Continue reading commence Operation Don’t Suck

the crankmuffin conspiracy

Climbing nuggets need a name, so I took action: Thanks for your definition of crankmuffin! There’s one more step: click this link to review and confirm the definition. http://www.urbandictionary.com/confirm.php?code=036d194bde (If the link is not underlined, you may have to copy and paste it into your web browser.) If you didn’t request this email, please ignore… Continue reading the crankmuffin conspiracy

shoulders and the sports that love them

You need shoulders to climb. Surprise. You need strong shoulders. I mean strong in the sense they will not easily injure. For the shoulder joint specifically, that means balance. Get disproportionately strong in a narrow range and you’re begging for problems. And unfortunately, there’s no dedicated group of impassioned professionals committing their careers to the… Continue reading shoulders and the sports that love them

lunch water, keeps going and going…

I swam 3000m today, my longest routine in recent memory. It took less than 1.5 hours, which is kinda good, I think. And it went surprisingly smooth – no problems until after 2500m when everything started to cramp. This maybe is not a distance I can maintain every day. My typical 2000m in 1 hour… Continue reading lunch water, keeps going and going…

wild thing, you make my fingers sing

My fingers are crying. They’ve been in pain all week from last weekend’s Joshua Tree excursion. And I’ll be returning to JTree today. I’ve left a project there: Desert Shield. This will be the first time I make the three hour drive two weekends in a row, so I’m hoping for some magic. Realistically though,… Continue reading wild thing, you make my fingers sing