Climbing Every Mountain
We only have two hours (translated to one session) per week. One chance to climb and release stress. One chance to swallow frailty and fume smokes of willpower. One chance to see your friends who incidentally memorize your name because it has been written on the back of your shirt throughout the semester. One PE subject that I enjoyed the most and loathed when the last session came.
In the first three weeks of this PE, I felt I was a hopeless jerk. I just can’t outdo my buddy ( a girl) who is an enthusiast of the sport by the way. I was a terrible climber, belayer and all. So to keep the sport pulse for the moment, I kept saying before I climb, “Here goes the loser.” My buddy Miko would retort, “Ano ka ba?”
So the video at the top of this page is only an slide show attempt; I have to yet make the motion picture later. I have so many requirements to finish as of this moment.
I’m so somber for my PE 2 Sport Climbing class ending this semester.