Sunday, March 9, 2014

Climbing in Atlanta: Adrenaline Climbing



I don’t think I’ve been indoor rock climbing ever. I think I did some too-easy climbing at summer camp once or twice as a teen, but it was always something that looked fun. My husband used to love climbing, so to surprise him I bought a Groupon to an Atlanta climbing gym.

Overall, I’d say that climbing was super fun. There was a steep learning curve and it was harder than I thought at first.

Climbing on the walls wasn’t the cake-walk I thought it would be. Sometimes it was really hard to know where to put a hand of a foot next. I’d panic on the wall, Matt would yell a direction and either I’d try it or I couldn’t do it. But having the direction helped. 

And then belaying. Also hard. God bless the poor girl who tried to teach uncoordinated me how to belay. I was practically in tears trying to learn it. I kept doing my hands wrong, or bending over the belay. She kept saying “you’re not the worst we’ve ever had” which means I was pretty close. Finally, I figured out how to belay, up, up, down, down and slide my hands. And I tried belaying Matt who is 70 pounds heavier than me. It was a struggle to bring him down.  His weight would bring me up. I had to brace and make a staffer spot me.

Mostly we bouldered. I was honestly angry and ready to go home after 10 minutes. It was SOOO HARD. Then, I started watching what the kids were doing and what seemed super easy for everyone else. And copied them. That worked! I could do some of these routes.

Then, I found the color-coded route guide on the wall and voila! I figured it out. I found the easiest routes and tried those. And climbing was so much more fun when I could do it.



I goofed around on the upside-down-holds, though I wasn’t strong enough to climb it. I tried the easiest way around the routes all the way around the gym (and just didn’t any colored holds if I was really lost). And finally had to call it quits when I was too tired to do anything else. The hubby said I did really well and took to it surprisingly well. (He does sugar coat things but I loved climbing trees when I was little.) We left the gym and he threatened to go buy a bunch of climbing gear. He was hooked.

Random thought: I did spend a lot of time spent deciding what to do next or waiting for a path to climb.

Quick guide
Verdict: A fun way to spend an afternoon. A little more challenging than I’d anticipated, but fun once I figured it out. Don’t give up too soon! Ask for help or watch others.

Atmosphere: Very casual and family friendly. Everyone was doing their own thing without staring at you.

Hazards: The day after my hands were a little chapped from climbing. Not too bad.

Intensity: I didn’t break a sweat but I could tell my shoulders got a workout.

Price: $22 for two people to climb. Includes gear. Very reasonable. Rented shoes are awful though.

What to wear: Workout clothes. The website urged against shorts. Bring socks.

Would I do it again? Yes, I’m going climbing again later this week. Matt is completely hooked.  

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Introduction: The Nerdy Girl's Guide to Working Out


I really should point my toes!

Hi I’m Sara. The sometimes-secretary of the nerdy girls club. I’ll be in the back taking notes and hoping no one looks at me.

I’m also a horrible show-off at the local trampoline gym and am utterly addicted to working out. That’s a new thing though.

By day I am a bespectacled copy editor (not a particularly good copy editor and I completely blind to my own typos. Apologies in advance) and after work, I do back shoot-outs on the TRX bands or work on one-handed supermans off the wall at my local trampoline gym.

I started working out seriously about a year ago. I went from a girl who exercised a few times a year (when she felt fat) to a girl who feels like I have to apologize to my trainer if I miss a day. (I’m sorry I had a work emergency and that’s why I missed the awful, awful TRX saws.)

This blog is dedicated to my awkward adventures at the gym—hoping to inspire other nerdy girls, even nerds still in the closet about their nerdiness, to not be afraid of pushups, spandex and guys with 8-pack-abs and biceps that make Popeye look like a pansy.

GET THEE TO THE GYM!  

You can still be a smart, educated, geeky girl who sneaks in any chance to read her kindle and still go to circuit training and kick serious ass on the rope climb or goblet squats.

You might not have as much time for fanfiction—but you could also write it off as research on your muscular hero or for your secret spy heroine and how they learn to do those flying kicks.

It might even be your duty as nerd to be well-rounded, to read, be cultured and be in shape. You might even::gasp:: like working out. At any rate, you should try it. (Can’t knock something you haven’t tried.)