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a little less rock climber girl...

Sara Lingafelter
Sara Lingafelter
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Well, really, that’s not entirely accurate… I have been climbing a fair amount, it just doesn’t feel like it because it’s beautiful outside and I’ve mostly been in the gym. It’s strange… I’m down a few of my regular climbing partners for various reasons, and I have some great newer partners, but I just haven’t gotten myself outside since getting back from Tuolumne/Tahoe. Partly, both of my jobs have been really hectic/busy (even more than usual) since getting back… so I haven’t been able to do my friday getaways like I was earlier in the summer. The first weekend back I had to work; last weekend was my sister’s birthday… this weekend I’m going to try to get out on Sunday, but am not feeling super motivated to trip plan. I did pick up my statewide book this morning over breakfast and coffee and perused… I got a bit inspired, but it didn’t stick enough for me to continue trip planning tonight. Instead, I’ve been moving furniture. Random non sequitur… boys, when they have a free evening = drink beer and watch sports. Girls, with a free evening = eat pasta and rearrange furniture. And we wonder why we have such a hard time getting along.

Anyway, I’ve been having fun despite spending the good weather in the gym. I’m enjoying bouldering again, which is cool, but which is not so cool for my endurance… I’m going to try to get back on ropes since my endurance has just tanked. And, I’m looking forward to sport climbing if I do get out this weekend… it’s been a long time since I spent a day clipping bolts, and it sounds strangely fun at the moment.

Otherwise, I’m going to make an effort to foster new climbing partners. Folks seem to drift in and out of the activity… with most of my girls, life has intervened. They’ve moved away… gotten pregnant (again)… bought houses… fallen in love… all very happy things, and very exciting, grown-up and real-life things, unlike spending a day working your way up a rock. Leaving, of course, the boys, who have their own quirks.

So, we’ll see. I’m looking forward to (hopefully) getting out on Sunday, and if, for some reason, the plans fall through and we don’t get outside, Kari and I and hopefully Megan will hit one of the “non-home” gyms to hopefully make some new friends and expand the circle.

In other news, for those of you following my minimalist existence saga… I actually upgraded from the collapsible camp toothbrush to a full-sized, real life, grown-up toothbrush today. I also cleaned the camping gear out of the roofbox, and washed (sadly) the last few remaining articles of clothing that still smelled like bug spray from the Tuolumne/Tahoe trip. I think I’m going to have to put a trip on the calendar to get myself back into the swing. I’m thinking, maybe, a nice long four or five days in Squamish in September. Stay tuned.

Sara Lingafelter

Sara (Grace) Lingafelter takes steps forward and backward toward a right-sized life on a daily basis.