I cried after climbing

1 Il Proff

We were ready

me and my whole universe.

Il proff was there waiting for me

since millions of years.

Double check

Michal

Julieta

and I went. I'm climbing.

I touch the wall

the rock is adherent

compact

colorful.

I breathe cold air.

I feel the warm sun.

My left hand is inside the crag

my right hand is on the slab, 

waiting impatiently 

to clip the rope into the carabiner.

A beautiful movement 

is coming to me.

Both hands take the edge of the crack

both hands pulling.

Feet caressing the rock

feet on friction, pushing.

I feel the balance.

Are you enjoying?

Yes Michal.

Michal from Prague.

Michal the climber.

Michal my friend.

I am getting warmer,

it is very pleasant.

Moving apart my legs

clipping

opposing. 

I am light.

Where is my universe?

At the bottom.

I am light.

I am free, rhythmic, 

coordinated.

I do not have problems

and if I have I can not solve them,

because I am climbing.

I am only climbing.

Only climbing.

I like climbing.

I really like climbing.

I love climbing.

I am crying.

 

Te toco Il Proff

Piotr on Il Proff che bello

 

 

 

 

2 Panta Rei

 

I want to try.

To be exposed to fail. 

Why? To play.

I am playing and challenging myself.

This is hard for me.

Why? To test.

What if I do it?

I climb

I take a rest

I climb 

I fall

I climb

I feel tired

I climb

I fall

I climb

I like it.

Keep trying the blond says.

I trust on him.

Piotr, can I still try?

Of course you can.

I trust on him.

Piotr the police polished Polish.

He is severe, dicotomic,

he is my friend.

This is an obstacle racing.

I am not dancing with Nature anymore.

It is long and it takes time.

Am I in a hurry?

I do not think so.

I am on Panta Rei.

Only climbing.

I reach the top.

This is the end.

Mi piace arrampicare

Mi piace veramente arrampicare.

Amo arrampicare.

 

Mi sombra me asombra

Michal on Panta Rei he has a mountaineering soul

 

3 Bellavista

 

Here I am again.

Because I like it.

I danced with Nature,

I ran an obstacle course racing

and now?

I am moving up,

slowly,

thinking,

I feel good, warm.

I now know the rock.

My body knows what to do.

I feel confident.

I am getting higher.

I arrive at the slab,

I love slabs.

If you feel tired, just keep climbing,

said the Czech.

This was a revelation,

and it worked.

I am doing it well.

My body got a strange position,

I resist.

I resist even more.

I fell.

Me gusta escalar.

Me encanta escalar.

Amo escalar.

 

Thanks to Michal and Piotr, who are helping me to find again the passion for climbing and a new identity as a climber.

 

We live in the paradise and we are rich and happy.

Belaying the blond

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