Matthew's Journal

It seems like ages since I went climbing, so I was very pleased to head off to Peterborough last night to remind myself what a climbing wall looks like. I wasn't exactly on top form, fitness-wise, but that's too be expected, given I've been away and so not cycling quite a lot recently. Still, I did a couple of very stretchy routes, and climbed up a few things where it felt "good", like I knew where I was going rather than just scrambling up. I dismally failed the arrete a couple of times later on (I think I was knackered by that point), and decided it wasn't the week for trying the roof again.

An excellent evening, really, and I feel a little sore rather than in pain today, so I think I pushed myself about the right amount.