Montag, 27. April 2009

Injured!

Damn it. The past week has been a major bummer. I have seriously learned something that I always pretended to know: never climb with pain. Ever since I campused a lot previous to my flu in February I have been dealing with slight pains in my left elbow. Now it`s time to fully cure that inflamation. Of course it takes longer now than if I had given it time to cure after the first pains. 

After being thoroughly frustrated at the gym Tuesday last week...sorry to Verena for bitching around like a fucking bastard...I went to my Doc on Wednesday and my golfer`s elbow has been in intensive treatment since. The kids in my training group of course realized the needle marks from the Diclofenac injections and asked me if I had become a drug addict. With the weather being perfect and me being in desperate need to climb after 4 weeks of flu related break, the whole thing feels fucked up! 

The weekend subsequently was queer too. I hiked to the Hochgern on Saturday which was great after some emo epicing on Friday evening. Sunday I spent looking for a wall to bolt, which resulted in the most dangerous thing I have done in my life. I order to get to the wall I wanted to check out I foolishly decided to climb a steep bank/wall with shit rock, a couple of tree roots to hold to and a lot of slippery dirt. I also underestimated the height of that thing. Resting in the middle and catching my breath I realized that I was soloing a chossy wall with no option to downclimb and a 100% chance of dying if I slipped. The whole thing is kinda like in the middle of nowwhere...that`s the deal when you`re roaming to find something new...and if I had fallen and still be able to cry for help, nobody would have heard my cries. 

I made it. No fall. Desperate trust in a couple of tree roots, some solid looking rock and a final high step on a dubious foothold gained me the trunk of a young and very green tree at the top of the wall. Lot´s of leaves on that tree. It was in the bloom of life. Therefore, I felt immensely relieved grabbing it. Damn it. I´ll never ever climb that wall again. The biggest chosspile I ever did. Not to mention the wall I checked out. Looked nice from the distance from where I spotted it but with a closer look...

In the end, I got lost on the Schnappen. I found a path and followed it. It was probably an ancient hunter`s path, always close to the steep flanks of the Schnappen. When I found a halfway good looking gully that was looking like the most natural way to the valley, I scrambled down, almost fell and slipped when I crossed the slippery grass flank to get to the gully and then kinda liked Sam-Frodoed my way to the valley. Schnappen seriously is a place where you can get in a hell of a mess. I wish I had had a rope. 

The new week has continued to start like shit. I woke up super early. Gulped down the coffee. Got things packed for university. Rushed out to get my bus...and then felt something wet on my ass. The orange juice in my backpack was leaking. I sprinted up to my flat, rescued my laptop from my flooded backpack and swore a lot. There goes my grammar course. I´ll have to apologize. 

Hoping the week will get better. The weather forecast is crap, though. Some fools managed to set pig influenza virus free in a swiss train. The container the virus was kept in blew! Everybody is freaking! There`s gonna be a pandemie! I seriously wonder...there are so many things that get me freaked out and this totally leaves me cold hearted...

On a final note, Bayern Munich sacked coach Jürgen Klinsman yesterday. Big Mistake! Good for me still, since the result of their games gravely affects my landlord`s mood. He hated Klinsman`s guts and blamed him for the bad results, almost exclusively so to speak. His mood is gonna be better now, so I might be able to borrow a car once my elbow is cured. The future is what we think of it to be. Climbing undoubtly helps me think positive, I will have to learn to keep my Zen Mind in moments of stress. There is no practice unless you have had practice under strain. There is no real calm unless you have kept it safe under attack from outside. 

1 Kommentar:

Daniel Bähring hat gesagt…

There has to be some solid piece of rock somewhere in our beloved valley. There are at least two massifs I want to check out some day, but getting there could very well be another mini epic.. I heard a rumor of a nice wall near the old border station in Schleching. But as this information comes from a non-climber, I wouldn't raise expectations too soon.. There's also a wall going down to the river a couple of hundred meters after the first tunnel, beneath the parking lot on the right side. Someone set up an anchor there but didn't finish bolting, probably because of the compact and feature-less nature of the rock.. would be hard for sure!

Get well soon and don't die soloing!

Daniel
(whose finger is still fucked up but getting better...)