Today, Jarred and I went climbing at the local rock climbing gym, Solid Rock. Here's the deal: I love climbing. I love climbing trees, rocks, rock climbing walls; pretty much anything. I love it.
And today was no different.
Here's two things that I learned today:
·I need to get back in the gym more. Climbing requires a ton of strength. Even now, as I type, I can barely close my hands all the way. It's actually kind of an awesome feeling.
·Jarred is freakishly strong and good at everything. If we were characters in a teen movie, he'd be the QB who gets the girl and learns the lesson and I'd be the class clown best friend who is naked underneath his gown at graduation. I love the dude, but he might be bad for my self esteem.
Ok, I have to go rest my hands...