Of the last weeks, months perhaps, these two are the moments that carved the biggest impression in my mind:
- pulling through the "Chiesina Roof left exit" skipping the intermediate, just feeling my arm locking off deeper and deeper, and my body raising to the crimp;
- doing the first move on "Lourdes" effortlessly, with a great push from my right foot supporting all my bodyweight.
These two single moments made me explode in comments of surprise and disbelief, catching me totally unprepared.
I train for these moments. I swear for these moments. I suffer for these moments. I live for these moments.