blk++ for getting me out climbing for the first time in about four weeks. The first route I did was a 5.9 that had always been strengthy and fun and not too grippy and I flew right up it, almost like old times with one pause for noticing that it was harder than it used to be. I then proceeded to get half way up two routes and all the way up one after much falling by me and goading from
blk. I finally finished the night by beating an easy 5.7. Go me. I think at my better moments at the start I had almost as much grip strength as I used to, but I had no endurance for it and couldn't maintain that level for a whole climb, or for a whole night of climbing. That was Thursday night. The soreness mostly skipped Friday and has set in full strength in my forearms now Saturday morning. Uf.