Rock climbing
“The rock still has something to teach me.”
I started climbing in 2018 through a PE elective in school. I’d never really thought about it before, but the first time I got on the wall, something about it felt strangely natural.
Two years later I broke both my arms and had to stop for a while. Coming back took time: I had to rebuild my strength and my confidence.
Since then climbing has taken me to Malaysia, Thailand and Hampi in India, and introduced me to some of my closest friends. Every place has made the sport feel slightly different.
What keeps me coming back is the problem solving. A move can feel impossible for a whole session, and then I turn my hip slightly, move a foot a few centimetres or grip the same hold from a different angle, and it suddenly goes. Trying harder rarely fixes it.
I think a lot of life works the same way. Something small, changed in the right place, can change everything.
