Loosen Your Grip

Clinched fists. White knuckles. Death grip. Holding on.With every bit of strength I had, there I was, suspended from a rock wall considering my next move to make it successfully to the peak of my climb. Knowing that a slight mis-step could leave me falling into the abyss of blue and yellow foam cubes. This... Continue Reading →

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