For six months I climbed easy shit.

Nine of my fingers cursed me with disappointment, and shed their layers of hard built callus in resentment.

But that other one finger, finally healed. After months of rest. Hours of deep tissue massage. Days of skiing instead of climbing. And then easy climbing for months, I’m finally pulling hard again.

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