One week following a successful climbing trip at a southern South Korea climbing off the beaten track hub hole, I have somehow secured another spot as "bench-warmer-injured girl". A little bouldering gone wrong in my wake of lazy lounging, I have indeed sustained a few cracked a few ribs due to the 140 pound Pakistani man who fell on me from 6 metres above. As I said - my nonchalant lounge session on the soft comforting pads at K2 bouldering gym inebriated my depth perception as Qasim, my friend, launched for a dyno, stuck it, then swung towards me with the momentum of a monkey on the run from pompous poachers. oops. silly girl. I am about to now re-kindle my love for hiking, bicycling, ukulele playing, soft and gentle yoga stretching among other non-rib intensive sports. This is a reminder that I am so lucky to be able to climb the mountains I love and to never take for granted my health - when it is at its optimum level!
