Wednesday, June 21, 2006

the true story of how I became a human cat toy

I bet your wondering how rock climbing went? Well, once inside the gym I saw people hanging from the ropes and I decided I do. not. want. to. dangle. I have absolutely zero desire to become a giant cat toy. I took the beginner belay class and at one point we each had to climb the wall and fall off at some point so our partner could practice catching us. Yeah, there was no letting go happening while I was on the wall. There was much clinging and some shaking happening but no letting go. When I finally did kinda let go it wasn't a surprise for my belay partner since the instructor was standing next to her telling me I absolutely had to fall.

After the class Jason and I went to dinner and discussed if we would be joining the big giant cat toy gym. I was a bit nervous about joining since, as I mentioned before, I do. not. want. to. dangle. But Jason was very excited about the thought of dangling and the gym also has really nice cardio equipment and I think I agreed to join by accepting the slice of chocolate strawberry pie he had ordered and placed in front of me at just the right moment. Sly bastard, using my weakness for pie against me.

So now we are members of Planet Granite. And Jason can be happy dangling. And I'll slowly learn that hanging onto a wall for dear life is a valid form of exercise.


  1. I'm sure you'll do fine. Don't be such a diva :p The rock house I go to have little kids there all the time, so I'm sure you'll kick ass at it. It seems to be much better exercise than lifting weights and it tones every inch of your body, even more than the Bowflex.

  2. Hopefully there will be pictures of the dangling and the clinging on for dear life.

  3. Jason came to the lesson with me and I was really worried he would bring the camera. Not only would pictures of me hanging on for dear life be entertaining for everyone, but there is nothing sexier than the harness you have to wear.