a lump like a plum

i took a nice little fall today. a friend and i decided to visit north table mountain in golden, co. the weather was amazing! 60 degrees and it's winter? can't be that. i led two 5.9s, cleaned a 5.7 trad route, and then bit it on a 5.10a route up a greasy arete (def. sharp, narrow ridge formed as a result of glacial erosion from both sides). fun times. i was about to grab a quickdraw for the second to last bolt when i slipped on my footing. down i went. about 10-12 feet. my foot also got stuck on the rope towards the bottom and i flipped horizontally. the experience scared the bejesus out of me. i was shaking for a bit. a few minutes later i climbed the route on top rope. i knew that it would be a bad idea not to at least top rope it - that would have been a big mind screw. i made it up and then realized that the "tricky" spot wasn't so tricky after all.

it's amazing to me how much of climbing is entirely mental.

overall a good experience and a good day. getting used to falling is important, eh? lump on my shin that looks like a small plum and all.