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July 16, 2002
Fat Ass Part 2
Last night I went rock climbing at Vertical World with some coworkers. We decided to dedicate our time to bouldering, that is climbing without ropes (about 5 metres high max). I was trying a course called "Tom Cruise", undoubtedly named after the rock climbing secret agent from the movie Mission Impossible II.
Contrary to popular belief, I am not as well-built as Mr. Cruise. This became painfully clear last night as I was climbing his route. I made it far as the second-last hold. I was clinging to the wall, about 4 metres off the ground. I could see the last hold just out of my reach. I would have to leap for it. The wall was at a 80° angle from the floor, so it would be tricky. I leapt, and grabbed the hold with my right hand. As I brought my left up to join my right and hang in victory, my sweaty fingers slipped and I fell. I landed square on my ass, luckily for me it's well padded (my ass, not the floor). I was ok, except I had pulled something in my hip. I hobbled to the sidelines, and spent the rest of the night wincing and cursing my feeble fingers. Stupid fingers!