Rock climbing used to be my passion. Five nights a week I could be found in the climbing gym, working the walls and bouldering until my wrists trembled.
I have dreamed of being back on the wall, and this past Saturday, I made that dream come true.
Baby steps. A 5.6 route at the most...but I made it halfway up.
I used to nail 5.10a routes and hang upside down in the bouldering caves. In other words, I have a LONG way to go to get back to where I was in 2003.
Maybe I will be well enough to climb again, maybe not...but at least I took the first tentative steps to climbing back into my life.