As we quickly accelerate towards summer, the year is somehow halfway over. Looking back at my climbing and running logs, I’m always curious where the time has gone.
It seems that 2012 has been a big year for me so far. The weather has been great, my fitness is here and for once I don’t seem to be pushing too hard. It may seem strange that all the miles and climbs speak to moderation, but I’ve been relaxed. Up until March, I was busy but couldn’t really explain what I was doing. Fun was being had, rocks climbed and trails trodden upon. My life was simply moving forward with enough momentum that climbing and running were part of a daily routine.
The Yosemite season never seemed to end for many of my friends, but I’ve only just started climbing in the Valley again. April meant going big and putting El Capitan back in my life. It is so easy for me to obsess about the Big Stone and I have to be careful. After the climb, I can still see the pitches in my mind. I remember divots in the rock, angles and curving cracks. My mind threatens to explode when I contemplate all 3000 feet of the Nose. If I give it too much attention, El Capitan will quickly consume every waking moment.
Each week and weekend is a balance. How much do I workout, how much do I eat? What activity do I need to prepare my body for? Am I tapering or performing? Rest has become vital to my sanity. A few extra minutes in the morning are bliss.
Flesh wounds are easily healed, but I wonder about the lingering tiredness. The lengthening string of weekends spent away from home tax my energy levels. I’m all too familiar with the 3pm haze that hits me at work.
I must listen to my body so that I can push hard again in the future. Right now it is time to chill.