I never used to wear a helmet rock climbing. I usually climb at the Red River Gorge, and many people that climb there don’t. My thought was if there was if there was a lot of overhang on the route, or when I start leading trad, then I would. But then something happened that changed my mind.
I took a trip out to Lander WY to climb at Wild Iris and The Sinks Canyon. It was my first time climbing out there and the varieties of rock amazed me. We were at Wild Iris, warming up on a 5.7. Warming up, I may not be the most skilled climber, but I have onsited, on lead, 5.9s and flashed 5.10s on top-rope outside. This was supposed to get my blood flowing.
Well, it certainly did that.
I took an unexpected fall at the second bolt. It scared the hell out of me, my belayer, and my kids, who were watching. Luckily I was fine, scraped my arms and legs up a bit (and it doesn’t appear that my kids are scarred for life.) Yet, it could’ve been much worse. After that, I picked up a helmet I had with me all along (for my kids) and proceeded to send, on lead, the 5.8 route next to the 5.7 just fine.
You just don’t know. I mean seriously, I displaced my ankle in 5 places coming off of a V1 bouldering problem in the gym. I didn’t slip, or fall. I jumped down, landed just fine, but my ankle buckled from underneath me. Things happen, why take the risk?
What is your opinion and experience with climbing with helmets? Do you wear one or not? Leave a comment below stating why and the awesome peeps at PEMBAserves will enter you into a drawing to win either a Petzl Elio or Elia helmet. (And, if you already entered last week with Cragmama, you are still eligible to win this week!) The drawing will be Friday, October 14, 2011.
Thank you everyone for entering my Facebook contest!
Calling all rock climbers and outdoor enthusiasts! I am hosting my first contest. All you have to do to be eligible is to “Like” my Facebook fan page. You can either click here, or click on my “Like” box in the right hand column of this page. I will send 1 lucky winner a $50 gift card to REI and donate $35 on their behalf to the Access Fund. I chose the Access Fund because preserving open spaces to climb is something very important to me.
After you “Like” my Facebook page, it is very important that you come back here and leave a comment stating your first and last name (how it appears on Facebook) in the comment section of my Blog so I can keep track of all participants. If you have liked my page in the past, no worries, you are still eligible, just be sure to leave a comment so I know you want to be entered.
I use my Facebook page to spread some of the latest news in the climbing community. I also add links to new posts I have published.
I will run the contest until September 30, 2011. After that day, I will write down everyone’s name on a slip of paper, place them into a hat and have one of my children choose a name. Very old school, I know, but believe me they will get a kick out of it.
Good luck, and thanks for playing 🙂
****The fine print**** This contest is not affiliated with or sponsored by REI or The Access Fund.
I have been a bit quiet lately with my blog. I am still sitting with my foot elevated with a metal frame embedded into my calf. I have never been this inactive in my life. Getting up to go to the bathroom has become my daily exercise! A far cry from my usual life. But don’t worry dear readers, I have been keeping my spirits up!
I have been reading books on marketing, positive thinking and positive thinking in marketing. They have been so helpful! Just before my bouldering accident, I was feeling my career was in a rut and was feeling down and helpless about it. I have been using this time to reclaim my once optimistic outlook and have succeeded. I have always used visualization and goal-setting to manifest what I want in life, such as my truck, travel (I have recently gone to Puerto Rico and Paris), the time for pursing my hobbies, and having a terrific partner in my life that loves me and my kids. I have attracted all of these gifts into my life. My career has been the only slow spot in my list of desires, so I have taken this unexpected pause as a sort of gift to focus on my professional life.
The only thing I have been slow on is writing. I have two guest posts I have been working on, but have been feeling a bit blocked. So my goal for this week is to finish both of those posts! In the mean time, enjoy A New Independence a guest post I wrote about living life on my terms for Vertical Girl, a women’s climbing clothing company.
An unexpected pause, it is different than a pregnant pause. Or maybe it isn’t in this case.
I recently dislocated my ankle in five places. It was not broken, thankfully (I attribute that to my diligent consumption of calcium) but it was so badly dislocated after resetting it the doctor had to place metal screws and pins to keep it from shifting back. I am now on crutches, cannot put any weight on it, and have to keep it elevated for about six weeks. After that I will have to wear a cast.
The strangest thing to me is how it happened. I was bouldering, which I am not very good at, and don’t often do. However, I was climbing pretty good that day. I was one move away from sending it. It was a move where I was horizontal to the ground and had to reach back for the last move. I didn’t think I could do it, so I decided to jump down and try again in a few minutes. I jumped down, and landed perfectly on my feet, my knees slightly bending to absorb the shock, when suddenly, in my head I felt searing pain and felt my ankle buckle under in a really not-natural kind of way. I then dropped to the floor and then sat up. My friends asked if I was ok and very quietly I said no, that I wasn’t ok and I was pretty sure I needed to go to the hospital.
My boyfriend sat behind me while preparations were being made to transport me there. For a minute, the pain was so bad I didn’t know how I would cope, I thought I might pass out. But I didn’t. I didn’ t scream, I didn’t cry, I didn’t get bossy or mean. In crisis I tend to get really focused and calm.
As soon as we got to the hospital the attendant that helped wheel me in told the nurses at the receiving desk we needed a room right away; that there wasn’t time to admit me. The bone had not poked through my skin, but it was wanting to something fierce. The skin above it was white and transparent.
After taking some x-rays the team of doctors decided to put me under anesthesia and do the procedure right away even though I hadn’t been fasting.
So fast forward to me, here, on my living room couch, living as an invalid for the next few weeks.
But the whole thing is so weird to me because it was such a random thing. I honestly, 100%, think my descent was spot on. So was my landing, yet my ankle says Fail. Another weird thing that happened the same day, was a person I had been dying to do a guest post for emailed that day and asked me if I was interested. Yes please! I can’t help but think this is the calm before some storm. Like the universe is forcing me to relax because change is in the wind and it’s gonna get crazy. I feel like everything I have been working toward is culminating.