February 15, 2019: Children are the worst.
The worst thing about a climbing gym is the children. Whenever I get done with a climb, whenever I have struggled and willed myself to the top of the wall and am grabbing a drink of water and feeling good about myself, I always look back and see some little child doing the same climb I've just done. My sense of accomplishment fades as I see these little bastards, who just outgrew larva stage, nimbly move from hold to hold without any difficulty and reach the top in half the time it took me. Then they descend and look at me with bored disdain. If I wouldn't immediately go to jail, I'd grab one of these little urchins and scream, "YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME? JUST WAIT UNTIL YOU'RE IN YOUR LATE TWENTIES AND WEIGH 215 POUNDS!"
The second worst thing about a climbing gym is all the beautiful people. I've been going to my gym for over a month, and I have yet to see a single ugly person. It's as though I've walked into an Abercrombie and Fitch catalogue. Regardless of age or ethnicity, they're all gorgeous. And unlike other gyms where the "hot" people are mean or arrogant, all of these people are so nice. It's utterly revolting
There are so many reasons why I shouldn't be a climber, but the main one I can think is that I'm far too bitter. And what I've learned in my month of doing this is that this sport is not made for bitterness nor aggression. To even call it a sport seems wrong. It's more meditative than that. It is a workout, but it require more thought than you would think. A good wall is like a puzzle. It requires letting go of your ego, because if you come in with the wrong mindset you've already been defeated. It requires patience and clear thinking. It also require stubbornness, which luckily I have in spades.

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