Route 2 was a write off as well. My finger was still hurting after tweaking it at the British boulder nationals and the route was very crimpy indeed. While looking up, I told myself it wasn’t worth pushing it just to get a few holds higher and so i used good self control and gave what could be called a failing percent. But again, I was actually more psyched that i used control with an injury, something that is new to me! So, i may have gotten last at this competition but I had two very good lessons from each route. And so it was worth the stress and strain of coming!
Well I had two more rope comps to do. My preparation for these comps was to put it plainly: really, really, REALLY grim. Like depressingly so. I was in Europe and could not find a decent gym and as for partners, well, with what some people would call a “recluse”personality, I don’t make friends to easy and so i don’t get to give or receive belays. Europeans aren’t exactly the most hmmm, whats the word to use? It isn’t unfriendly, perhaps it is more reserved? It’s just a little harder to make friends on this side. But again, that could very well just be me.
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