Things are going well. Strangely well, if I'm being honest. No alcohol is seeming more and more like a cheat code every day, and I am so egotistical I feel like I'm the only one who knows about it, which is obviously not true, but let me explain. I've been to a dark side of alcohol consumption and always thought it gave me an edge here and there. A bit funnier here, a bit more personable there, but man, this insidious liquid really takes from you without you even realising what you've lost. Before I go on, this might sound like I'm turning into a straight-edge/tell-you-what-to-do-with-your-life (that's me on beers)/my way is right type of asshole, but I'm really trying to not be. It's just my reflection on what has happened to me. So what has happened? FitnessI am easily the most fit I've ever been. I'm climbing way harder than I remember in years, at least not since my early days in Berlin where I was somehow drinking beers endlessly and climbing really strong, but I didn't have a…
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