I have been a bit lax recently but it is certainly not due to lack of material to post. I am still settling into the routine of having two new jobs and rebuilding my social network to keep myself occupied. Perhaps I am succeeding a bit too well on that account, as I believe I have spent approximately an hour in my apartment in the past month. It really makes me wonder if it is worth it for me to pay the exorbitant rent or if I could get by living out of my dad’s truck. There is a certain appeal to being able to pack up and leave at any given moment but my life here has been so compelling of late that I am not caught up in the whirlwind of wanderlust that usually hits me around this time of year. However, this line of thought is not the purpose of this post.

Missy convinced me to take a rock climbing 101 class at Upper Limits over the weekend. I was a bit reluctant at first but that Groupon did the trick and honestly, I am glad I went, hung over and all. We listened to the instructor for about half an hour before she let us practice anything at all. I had to learn how to tie the knots properly and how to alert the climber that I was prepared to support them on their way up and down the wall. Finally, we were allowed to attempt our first climb. Missy and I stuck to the easy wall for the first one and I approached it with some trepidation. I did not want to make a fool of myself in front of everyone but being born in the year of the monkey must have helped me tremendously since Missy had to tell me to slow down several times. Once I mastered the easy path, we moved on to a more challenging course of action. Still, I destroyed it. We had to leave shortly thereafter but it was a wonderful way to spend a Sunday morning and I hope we take the second class sometime soon.