Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Until I couldn't climb any higher
Finally, I made it to climbing wall today after work. Despite the insanity, I snuck out early (why do I even say sneak, I left early) and climbed for two hours. It was awesome, except for the part where I sucked, but it was awesome. I had forgotten how much I love it and missed it. For two hours, I forgot that I was stressed, I forgot I even have a job, I forgot about everything. Everything but the next move. And it was awesome. The mental break was awesome.
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I used to take a ballet class once or twice a week - and it had that same capacity to make me forget everything but where my feet were. Excellent. A kind of psychotherapy right there.
This sounds wonderful. I never forget that I'm stressed. Except when I'm asleep. Which is why I love to sleep.
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