The Mousy Nerd

Inspired by my best online pal, Megan, I was able to get off my lazy ass and go to the gym (Power Up Centro Atletiko) located near my place, which is also much nearer to the jazz bar my girls and I had been last weekend, to try wall climbing. Finally.

My eyes twinkled when I was given this card. I’m supposed to present this every time I go there.

Of course, I didn’t go there alone. This was taken at the gym’s female bathroom with Pampers. Pampers? Go figure. Tee-hee.

Because I don’t have my own rubber shoes, let alone climbing shoes, I had to rent a pair. I didn’t feel good about wearing them. It felt like I was being unfaithful to my girly shoes.

This is the beginner’s wall.

And those walls are for higher level. We first observed and watched how the climbers went about it.

They were doing just great. If they can do it, so can we.

So, we readied ourselves.

Pampers went first. Our instructor, Boy B, was hands-on.

Go, bitch!

“Falling!,” shouted Pampers. And just like a seasoned belayer, I started lowering her.

Now my turn.

Climbing on!

Whew! Felt like I was in heaven.