The body commands the mind at times. It would be nicer if it were the other way around.
Jack asked me to climb 8 walls today. So I did. My sinuses are packed like the Clearys sale but it's nice not to complain. It was wall 'O' that got me. Those footholds are tiny. 'A' is nice. The harness kept cutting into my back like a rusty butterknife, but I got there in the end.
We all get there in the end.
I'm tired now. The right kind of tired. I think it's time for sleep.