Dear Diary,
today i went rock climbing with my fellow staff members at vertical world. rock climbing gyms have a very distinct smell which i remember from going to vertical world as a little kid. it's a rubbery sweaty chalky ish smell. and something else... gravel? when i was like 9 or 10 i would go with my dad and brother. it was when our ford taurus was still new and exciting to ride in. my dad had a beatles tape of all of their greatest hits that we would always listen to on the way to climb. we would always go on school nights. today when i climbed i felt strong. like i did when i was little. it was very fun. i also drank a green smoothie thing in a bottle and felt healthy. it was a strong and healthy day. makes me want to be strong and healthy more often.
blogs are dangerous business, people. not only can some peoples blogs be extremely boring, but then they can be uncovered by all the wrong people. then you're up shit creek without a paddle or something like that. i'm fairly confident that there is no one who i wouldn't want to read my blog. that's why i wrote it in english and not ancient greek.
Love,
Diana