back in college, when we all still used icq instead of aol instant messenger, i saw one of the funniest away messages ever written. the spacebar anit’s keyboard had stopped working, and her entire away message (written with classic anit hilarity) was-written-like-this-with-dashes-instead-of-spaces. it cracked me up, and still does.
i’m reminded of this as i suffer through my own typing problems today, those difficulties being caused by the fact that my forearms are as sore as they have ever been in my entire life. every time i lift a finger, i feel it from the inside of my wrist to my elbow.
betsy and i took advantage of ladies night (half price!) at the rock gym last night to go climbing for the second time this week. dear god, what a workout. betsy had me climbing (or at least attempting to climb) routes that i’d never tried before. by the end of my trip up the first route, the yellow path over in the corner, on which i got to about 4 feet from the top of the wall before being unable to get to the last hand hold due to the burning in my arms, i knew it would be a tough night. we tried a few more of our nemesis walls, including the blue route next to the door, and the purple route next to the elephant. i couldn’t do those, but did manage to complete a dark grey route i’d never tried, as well as the swirl route that crosses over the rock crag.
at the end of the night, we did about a half hour of bouldering that did me in. i am so incredibly sore.
i need to go buy a chalk bag. last night was the first time i really needed it to keep my hands from slipping off the holds.
ok. enough typing.