My blog is still more climbing than a pregnancy one. I am addicted to it, I admit. The weather in Chamonix was so great in February and March that we were climbing almost everyday! I discovered some new, less steep (and more technical) climbing areas like: Pierre a Laya, Chapelle Saint Gras and Gietroz. There you get the most pumped in your brains, figuring out how to use the holds that are usually turned everywhere else than you would like to. And there are barley any footholds.
Last two weeks I joined the Slovenian Youth team during their training in Spain. It was great! We were big, strong and connected team of 22! So you can imagine that when we came to one area it was more or less full. First we were in Siurana and Margalef, and later on in Terradets, Oliana and Saint Lorenc. The youngsters were totally “crazy”, especially the boys; they onsighted everyday more 8a, 8a+, even 8b! Their top ropes didn’t help me a lot. To difficult. Not only for pregnant womenJ
Also the girls were progressing from day to day. They did their first 7b, 7b+ and 7c on sight. One of them, Tina Šušteršič did even her first 8a. On the very last day. You cannot imagine her screaming on the top!
In the team of the trainers there was also Lucija Franko (ex-competitor). She is coming to her best rock climbing shape ever, flashing and onsighting 8a! The atmosphere was really motivating and everybody pushed their limits.
Not me though. My body, or better, the one in my belly, was the one who told me what to climb. I didn’t have the slightest wish to go and try some overhanging routes. But as soon I saw a nice line, more vertical, I couldn’t resist my inner wish. So I was climbing quite a lot, on top rope of course. 7a, 7b, some technical 7c’s went without too much effort. But at the end of our Spanish trip, I began to realize that my belly grew quite a bit, so sometimes it pushed me away from the rock.
Everybody is asking me, how long I plan to climb. I don’t know the answer. My body will tell me. As soon as I won’t feel the pleasure anymore, when I will feel that it’s not ok for the baby, I will stop.
Next week we will afford with Nico the real vacation; we go to Canaris, to Fuertaventura. Without climbing gear. Just lying on the beach, swimming, maybe surfing… Nico really deserved these holidays, since he just realized one of his projects in Verdon; he did the 2nd free ascent of ex-aid route Castapiagne Rouge (6a+, 7c, 7c, 7c, 8a, 7b, 7c+).
PS: one more explication about the photos. In Siurana I went to visit my good friend Mariona Marti and her boyfriend Dani Andrada. I found out that with Dani we both have the same injury – broken extensor of little finger. Funny!