The Beauty of Bouldering Gestures, by liquene, on Flickr
“What’s the problem?” Tracy asks.
“I can’t feel my hands.”
“Well, take a rest. Warm them up.”
I furiously rub my hands on the little pocket warmers in the pockets of my new, shiny, PrimaLoft jacket. It’s 43 degrees. The snow had mostly melted and the sun teased us through the clouds. We were climbing the Rico Suave Buttress at New River Gorge – a section of rock covered by a huge overhang roof that kept the route dry and enabled our snowy and wet Yoga and Climbing Retreat to uphold the climbing part of the deal. Continue reading →
I’ve got a commitment problem. I have ideas coming out my ears. Including ideas for this blog. But something is holding me back. It’s these wild skittish horses in my head. Powerful creatures, yes. And they frighten easily. They’re asking, “Who are you? Who do you think you are to write a blog about passion? About renewing enthusiasm? Look at all the other blogs out there. Passion. Ideas. Innovation. It’s all out there. What do you have to add?” And then the whole herd starts running straight for the barn.
I’ve learned not to take these characters too seriously. I’m used to them by now, and have been practicing reframing their negativity. Alright, I tell them. I call your bluff. What’s my imperative?
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