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| (c) Inigo Taylor |
I don't normally do self doubt, neither do I do self confidence, I prefer to have a go, and see whats up. Lately though, I aint been having a go, I have felt a bit used up, and it might have given me a bit of self doubt, but luckily as I said I don't do self doubt. Anyway despite having lots of reasons not to try hard routes-like number one, I aint good enough-I decided to jump on some stuff. The above is a sterling project, I reckon its 8c+, its tip top, Cracker jack, a cosmic decoction of burly and ballerina. Its a very good reason to get on the training train, the train that I haven't been catching, the train I thought led to no where-it leads to this, a great route, and thats enough.
This is me gearing up with optimism, under a route that has a low grade and flicks me off if I let her, sure as hell is hot, the optimism was misplaced, and she flicked me off.
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| (c) Inigo Taylor |
This is Laurence looking fit, indeed is fit, but about to get her come up pence, for not working a couple of crucial exercises.
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This project is called the Wasp, a project of the great local climber Phil, I recon it's got multiple stings in its tail. Its in a few guide books as a route, it isn't, which just goes to show don't believe everything you read.
Three friends under one of the best cliffs in France, and therefore the world. I have much to thank them for. They cheered me up.
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Another old friend, a punch bag. Bruce Lee said, 'they don't hit back', he was wrong, he was wrong about many things, but he is venerated. A punch bag will happily exhaust me like no other exercise thingy in the world, 12 times 3 minute rounds, has left me heaving, I have never managed, 12 times 5. The punch bag is the finger/pullup board of fighting arts. Float Like a Butterfly, sting repeatedly like a Wasp. I haven't had self doubt, but I have certainly been scared of training, not a wasp, a wuss.
