I am so sore now, and sporting a newly ripped hand, thanks to not having flown or climbed in the past nine months.
Still, it felt good to be back at the trapeze rig. The weather was brilliant. Bright blue skies with nary a cloud, and cool temperatures – a perfect early fall day in Chicago. It felt good to be up on the platform, swinging off into the empty air.
I hadn’t yet forgotten the tricks, yay. But I did tire quickly, and my form got more and more wonky as the class progressed. Still, I managed the legs and split catches. Heheh.