today, 3 very rusty rock climbers went up the chimney at Yishun SAFRA today. to put it plainly, the experience was sprinkled with the soot of pain.

it’s been too long since i’ve rock-climbed, and rock climbing isn’t a forgiving sport. it left me 1 bruised knee, 3 angry blisters, extremely sore forearms and a lot of room for thought. i so need to rock climb more.

there’s something in seeing someone climb up a route gracefully, especially when you’ve attempted the route before and know it’s challenging. and when the person manages to climb up while making the attempt look effortless, you know months, years of effort went into that.

during my last climb, i told myself i want to come back to singapore and work on my rock climbing skills. i wanted to climb gracefully too, and leave these elephant-thumps i always use to heave myself up the walls with brute force.

perhaps it’s time to make time, and start travelling to the dreaded north for some real regular climbing.