Forcing myself to boulder

Still tired after yesterday's travel, I almost didn't go bouldering. But after stopping off at home to pick up my stuff, I was able to force myself back out again for a really enjoyable evening. Walking down to the Quay, I bumped in to GB who I'd thought was supposed to be on his way to the middle east, but who was instead fitting in one last session in the pub before his flight. Then, just as we were wrapping up, C came over the bridge and I walked the last part of the way with her.

The bouldering, when I got there, was good. Early on, I sent two easy problems I'd worked out my beta for last session but which I was too tired to complete. I also sent a nice, balancey problem on my third attempt and crushed a few others I hadn't tried before. It was good to see everyone: G was working on his fitness ahead of trip to South Africa; TN & RF came in after a day on Dartmoor and we ruthlessly teased G until he laughed so much he fell off the problem he was working. E arrived a little bit later and I got the distinct impression she'd actually come to do some climbing only to get distracted by the bouldering.