The past few months have sped and crept by. They’ve been the sleepiest and most joyous I’ve ever had. Having a bad case of Creativity and Curiosity Surplus, or what the fifth edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders refers to as ADD, the only way I could stay in place would be through having a baby. Little Dean demanded that I stay in the present, a hard thing to do with a world of big walls and a bad case of CCS. But it’s changed my life and taught me important lessons.
Instead of pounding pins, I prioritized training. Both Dean and my Moonboard have taught me invaluable lessons. You don’t raise a baby, or get stronger, overnight.
Dean and I stayed home today. He held his head up by himself and almost rolled over. As Dean tossed about, I crushed six V6 benchmarks I’d never tried. At the end of my session, I stared at the F12 sloping crimp thinking about what I want from climbing, what climbing has given me, who it’s taken and if it is all worth it. I’ve envisioned climbing the biggest walls, the smallest boulders, too many friends lost and so many friends made, and all the places and people I would like to meet on the path.
I’ve realized that life and climbing are full of distant goals buried deep under complex layers. But each one I peel back brings the next closer. Life might speed by but there is still so much time to see it all through.
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