Oh its coming back sucka...

It’s little after one in the morning and I can think of no less than 6,847 places I’d rather be at this exact moment. It’s been months since I’ve made an entry and although I’ve been busy with school, trying to get a guiding company running, and trying to maintain a few relationships, the only reason I haven’t stopped for the dear ol’blogspot is that I lost all my motivation. Well… Maybe it would help if I elaborated… As any reader of my blog knows I tend to post about traveling and climbing. It’s really all I think about… I take pictures of all sorts of stuff but never seem to find myself reflecting on photos that don’t pertain, in some way, to climbing. So when it started getting hot and sticky in late march everything in my world started to crumble. With my only options being grin and take it or to pack up and hit the road I toiled with all the possible outcomes. Hell, I lied awake at night contemplating the exact time I could hit the Canadian border if I left in the next hour but I never did. It’s funny. I know that in terms of problems that doesn’t make the list, however it continued to weigh heavily on me. In the end I became determined to force it out of my brain. To hell with not training, I’m not even going to conceder making it to HP this summer..and while I’m at it fuck LRC too.. with all its goddamn secrets. But now the weather is beginning to show glimpses of fall and, although I feel silly admitting it, the recent addition of a REAL gym in Birmingham has got me stoked again! I cannot wait! I’m so excited I even want to train! “What is this training?” you say. Well I’m really not too sure, but when I find out I’ll be sure and let everyone in on it. But for now it simply feels great to be excited.

Oh and if you’re not pumped about the cold crisp air coming our way keep an eye out for me I’m pretty confident this thing I’ve got is infectious.