On Thursday this past week, I went out to get on this old foe of a climb. This climb has always had this big, huge nemesis of a clip on it for me – I’d never actually made the clip before, because the clip is sketchy and scary. The route isn’t really steep, and the clip comes in the middle of the worst holds on the route. It’s not in the wrong spot because there’s nowhere else that I could conceivably clip; it’s just that all the holds are gnarly and it’s very balance-y. Every time I’ve climbed up into the clipping stance before, I’ve grabbed the draw – even after taking the fall. I’ve never attempted to clip; I’ve just jumped off from the clipping stance, and then climbed back up and grabbed the draw and clipped up, and then stood in the stance and made the clipping motion. I haven’t beaten myself up about this, either; I just figured that as always with me, when the time was right and sending became more imminent, the clip would fall into place. And I didn’t and still don’t fancy falling off with all the rope pulled up to clip, nor do I want to skip the clip and potentially plummet into the slab below.
Back to Thursday. I haven’t really been feeling tiptop this week; my body needs rest days and I hear it; I’m in the midst of two days off right now. But the weather was warm and I was stoked to try and had a belayer, so why not? This climb actually illustrates yesterday’s blog entry perfectly, since the coolest aspect of it for me this season is the discovery that I can do the hardest sequence of the route – which is a balance-y, technical nightmare on mean and gnarly holds – in a more efficient and fluid manner due to my increase in overall body strength. Crazy, I know – but I can take a terrible hold and high step and really pull down on this hold and lock it off in a way that I couldn’t last season. I wasn’t strong enough to get into this position or to lock it off, which meant more abuse for my fingers due to my lack of reliance on the rest of my body.
So after my warm-up burn on this climb, I went for my one real burn of the day. I usually only do two go’s on this thing, because it rips my fingers up. Surprisingly, I high-pointed it. That was cool, since I hadn’t been on it in a couple weeks, and I’d only been on it a couple days this season so far. I fell going for the crux clipping hold, taking the giant plunge. I hung there, gathered my strength and courage, telling myself, “You just need to go up and make the clip,” which is what I’ve told myself every time I’ve hung before this clip – only this time, it worked! Hooray! I climbed up strongly into the clipping stance, pulled up the rope, and even bobbled the clip a little bit, and still made it, and made a couple moves after, even though I was overcome with excitement and was shaking. I tumbled off, whooping with glee: “Woo-hoo! I made the clip!”
The biggest barrier to me believing I could ever send this climb just crumbled; I’m overjoyed. I felt stronger on it than ever on a day when I definitely wasn’t at 100 percent. I high-pointed and made the clip; I climbed the crux a bunch of times, too, to make sure I know how it feels and to train my body to do the moves perfectly. I know for a fact that my increased overall body strength has lent me more stability and comfort and confidence as I move up the terrible holds on this route – my technique is better because I’m stronger, and my increase in strength allows me to utilize different techniques to perform the hardest moves on this climb. I’m so excited to get back and try it again…but alas, we’re in for some cooler days now, so I’ll have to wait until the next hot day plus psyched partner to try to make it happen. I’m totally fine with this, though; all things in time.