(Rob and John stretching before the hate-fest)
Acting like a tight-rope walker without a net is how I describe my last few weeks with work and training. It seems that all of my free time is spent trying to recuperate from exhaustion… or push to the next level; unfortunately due to life, the balance that is needed to make both climbing and training work together (they are seperate for me) is not really cooperating.
For the last two weeks I have been working every single day in either the classroom or a quaint little gear shop neslted in the punch bowl of the Colorado’s Grand Junction. Surrounded by so much stone and very little time to get to it I have been experiencing life is a new and more frustrating way… little to no outdoor climbing. However; to regain my sanity I decided to double my efforts with training in the climbing gym- this is not as fun as I thought it would be. In fact (minus being in the snowy mountains of Estes Park) I feel like I am beginning to understand a little about Jack Nicholson from “The Shining”- All work and no play makes Benji a dull boy… I am not really feeling a psychotic break of that magnitude (that would be awkward) but it starting to become tiresome.
( Mayan hand strength training)
In general (somedays I lack a little discipline) I wake up at 6:00 Monday, Wednesday, and Friday to go to work and then either run (well try to) and strength train at the gym or home (which feels like it is the same thing most of the time)… somehow I find time to either substitue climbing outside with one of those days… or rest at least a little bit. Tuesday and Thursday are the dreaded killers… it involves waking up at 4:00 in the morning to get the gym by 5:00 to circuit train with Rob and John. Rinse and repeat… alot… over and over and over again. Physically I am exhausted… mentally (during week three) I broke… again; but pushing through it. I am having a hard time seeing the benefit of training a ton without having the balance of climbing outside.
Which leads me to the conclusion that this is just going to be another piece of the puzzle that will ultimately help my motivation in the end. It is time for a new and interesting disposition of climbing and training… “How bad do you want it?” My answer – I may feel weak but ultimately I want it pretty freaking bad.
(The gang loving the pit- community what keeps my motivation high)