Ode to Pierre

Just picked up on the crazy Frenchman's blog and I thought I'd try and chill him out! The weather over the weekend wouldn't have stopped the ever hopeful Pierre!

Mr Tormey traveled out on Saturday, said it was damp and then it rained. I sulked in work all day as it looked mint.

Sunday I was going out whatever. I text everyone I knew but as I left I still had no replies (God damn people with interesting Saturday nights). I drove to Glendalough and got a call from Dec to say he and Jules would be down, sweet!

I had a great session - got all the usual warm ups first go, the nu rails and the weird mantel on the back of the egg boulder. My confidence was quite high as Dec and Jules arrived, this worried me as it normally means shit's about to bite me in the ass. We mooched over to Big Jim and warmed up some more then it was time for the old foe. I had decided at the beginning of the winter that I wasn't gonna bother with this piece of crap problem as I have wasted too much time on it. However, Kev did it the other day and Trish is projecting it. Well I'd already let a girl get it before me, I wasn't letting Trish! Felt strong on the first go but came off then Dec did the same. A few repeated goes later Dec finished it and I was close to being pissed off again. I had a good rest while Dec and Jules ate their tomato soup, then went back. I felt a little cold and stiff but I tried anyway. I caught the crimp, hopped my foot up and straight for the jug. In the bag - saweet! I know it's always the way but I cant believe how easy it felt as I did it, I feel I have wasted far too long.

Then after an interesting river crossing we headed to pascals. I thought I was about to find out that I had practiced the problem into submission. I got the start pretty quickly then after a few mistakes I latched the top then almost fell off but in a very unstylish motion topped out.

Cool benchmark at the beginning of the season and it proved it wasn't a fluke. It's true I couldn't remember the start but technology to the rescue - I had recorded Chris doing the start so I watched that:)

We finished off up at the fin. I was touching the hold but my day was over and I was content. Pretty pissed with the car park closing at 4 but can't be arsed to start a thread on climbing.ie.

So there was outside climbing at the weekend and no reason to go indoors. Where do I stand on blogging about it, I mentioned to some that I thought indoor bouldering was a strange thing to blog about but who am I to judge. If you don't want it in your blog list take it out. At the moment there is some real keenness running through the coop and it's good fun. It has motivated me a bit more to pick up my game.

I could run Italy.

Who said being inappropriate never gets you anywhere. If it's good enough for berlusconi it's good enough for me.

“You’ll all see that, in the end, it will come out that I did nothing (vis a vis Ruby) other than an act of charity that I would have been ashamed not to do . . . I do things like that all the time, that’s the way I am and always have been . . . I lead a life of uninterrupted work and if, now and again, I like to have a good look at a beautiful girl . . . well, it’s better to be passionate about beautiful women than to be gay . . .”

Quality, what a numb nuts.

I lifted this from the Irish times.