We went out sunday, and I should have stayed home. I was tired, very very tired. I think driving many hours and going around to to job interviews is not the best way to recover from a 20+ sessions month.
Plus, it was boiling. 24° at 8 30 pm, on the way home. I thought it could have been fine where we went, because I've climbed there very well in the summer as well, but I hadn't thought about one thing: trees don't have leaves yet. No shade at all, and boiling rock.
So, finally, I decided to take one week off at least, trying to climb outside as much as I can from now on.
I don't dare to think to how much this could really be.