Last night, as usual, I went to the gym.
For whatever reason (and there are plenty) I was feeling especially good.
I climbed several "problems" that have been difficult in the past, and though they made me ache and sweat, I didn't fall off of them.
Well, I fell a lot. But I got up each problem at least once.
I can't wait until spring break, when I'm volunteering on a week long trip to Smith Rock State Park.
A week of climibing, camping, and sleeping under the stars. Oh, spring is on the way.
It most certainly is.
