why we start climbing

if you ask many a climber out there to share how they started their climbing adventure you'll likely hear a story that has little to do with, well, climbing. maybe it's just the folks i've asked. maybe this is only true of climbers that have discovered the sport as adults. and maybe it's just me.

climbing is an activity that is intense, expensive, time consuming, often scary and potentially risky. if, as an adult, you start making climbing one of your passions, you're probably motivated by something other than "i need to burn some serious calories." while the reasons we start this journey are varied, it seems that there are often strong emotional sparks driving us toward this very emotional activity.

but as with many things in life, why we start something isn't always why we continue.

we grow as human beings. and hopefully our passion for climbing evolves along with us.

starting over (again)

is it possible to have more than one athletic passion?

one of my resolutions this year was to start climbing again with some regularity. two weeks ago i managed two days at the climbing gym. good start i thought. this last week, none. new year's resolutions are stupid.

aside from my crazy work schedule, snowboarding takes up a lot of my free time. most weekends i find myself heading up to the mountains where i share a ski condo. climbing, sadly, has taken a bit of a back seat. come spring i hope to hit rock (or plastic) more consistently though.

the thought crosses my mind. should i just focus on climbing?