Jailhouse

I climbed routes yesterday, yes, i climbed routes and it was heinous. So not only did i have to wake up at 6:30 in the morning and drive 2 1/2 hours but i did it to go climb routes. It feels like a dream. In all seriousness it wasn't that bad. I went with my friends Natasha and Dan and we met up with Natasha's friend Ross who have all spent a lot of time up there so i at least had people that could show me what was what. When we arrived at the crag at about 11 it looked dismal, everything looked wet, there was a waterfall cascading from the top of the crag and the approach was fucking puddles. But, to our surprise it was climbable (well, at least some of it was), after a bit of a soggy "warm up" on Soap on a Rope 5.12d Natasha and Ross moved on to some harder shit. Then it was Dano and my turn to attack the dripping Soap which turned out to be really dry after the first 2 bolts. On my first go i made it a little over half way up the route which was extremely hard for me considering i boulder and i was looking for the top out option after the 3rd bolt, somehow i managed to push on another 30ish feet before my arms were flash pumped and i was ready to rest and eat lunch. Dano on the other hand was ready to go almost as soon as i was on the ground (he climbs routes WAY more than i do) but i was to worked to belay and made him wait a few minutes. After Dan climbed and i ate lunch and way to many cliff bars i gave Soap on a Rope another go, i managed to make it ALL the way to the chains and even clip them with only 2 falls. We left at sunset and walked back in almost darkness (Dan and Ross had headlamps, Natasha and i did not) stopped at Chipotle in Manteca (which i guess is a regular thing for Natasha and Ross), ate way to much food, piled back in the car and i passed out till we arrived back in Oakland where i stumbled into my house tired as fuck and went right back to sleep. Basically the day at the crag taught me 1 thing...my level of cardio fitness SUCKS!