Progression is so uplifting. One can easily be overcome with feelings of optimism and bright days ahead. Conversely, regression is possibly one of the biggest downers around. In climbing, it falls second only to serious injury/death as far as downers are concerned. Yesterday I had a serious battle with regression. The night before I'd gone to sleep full of optimism and high expectations of an ascent, but it was not to be. I awoke feeling groggy, my back and neck were tight and those feelings never left. I'll spare you any details of my pathetic climbing (and worse yet, my whining and complaining), but I will share this picture of my thumb.
This wound is courtesy of the amazing thumb catch on the "bone" hold on Dogwood. I loved this just the other day, now I wonder if I'll ever love again?
In other news, my brother just welcomed his second son into the world. Wyatt, I can't wait to meet you! Also, Alan sent a long term proj. yesterday so that's sweet too.