Quitting vs Failing...
I just cannot get that route in Granada out of my head. I looked up at it and thought 6a+, I got this. The start looked much easier from the ground than it turned out to be. Part of my struggle was my belay partner trying to help me by pulling all the slack from the line. I did not realize this right away until I went to step back down to try a different approach and I couldn’t lower my body. Suddenly I realized that maybe my body positioning wasn’t as terrible as I had originally thought and maybe I could get a bit more on that slippery left foot. But there I am all in my head now, I force myself to let go of the excellent right hand I have, and get through the boulder problem. In retrospect if I hadn’t gotten all up in my head it probably wouldn’t have been so stressful. Fear is a funny thing though, it is contagious. My belay partner was nervous and keeping the rope short incase I were to fall, which made me more worried about falling. When you’re making bouldery moves with a tight...