At the climbing gym yesterday, I climbed a short 5.8 for a warmup, then went over to a short 5.10- I had failed on the last time we were there, thinking it would be good to try while I was fresh (I might have been fresh the last time I tried it, too, actually). It took a lot of flailing and fighting and tugging, but I did it! My first 5.10-! And then Ed climbed something, and then I tried a longer 5.9 (while I was still fresh) that was rather easy in comparison. There were hand and footholds everywhere! then Ed climbed the 5.9, which was really awesome because he hurt his elbow a few weeks ago and he's been trying to build himself back up to climbing things that require arms. And then I tried a 5.9 on the stalactite, which is the highest part of the gym. There was a staff guy belaying kids the next spot over, and when I finished that 5.9, he said yeah, he thought that was actually harder than the 5.10- on the other side of the stalactite. So I tried that too. And he was right, ...
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