Sherri

Trigger point release worked wonders on me when I suffered some pretty serious running-related injuries. I use the technique for any muscle pain now, whether brought on by running, climbing or yardwork. I get good results with self-administered treatment with a ball or roller(using a trigger point book for reference), but occasionally still see a PT for a more involved tune-up when I've overdone the sports. It is amazing what a difference a half-hour of treatment can accomplish. disclaimer: not everyone responds equally to every type of treatment, so you may need to be open to what's out there and experiment. There are gimmicks and snake-oil peddlers in every branch of health care, but if you find something that works for YOU, your money will be well spent. If you Google "trigger point therapy", you will find a ton of info and techniques, many of which you can implement without spending a dime. Good luck!

That's awesome, Rudy. Looks like the little guy is gettin' it done!

No need to stand--Penny Lane has nice comfy benches surrounding the base of the crag, all with a perfect view of the climb(and climberz). Those Canadians think of everything.

If I'm climbing with a group in a busy area, we tend to do as Rob described: 1 person leads the route, the others TR. Might look like seiging, but it's quicker than two or three of us leading the route. If folks are waiting for the climb, running extra laps is bad form. But, so far, I have found that the best strategy is to communicate with those around you so that everyone is on the same page about what they want or plan to do, rather than making assumptions and getting pissy about not getting their way.

That paste-type glue they give you in kindergarten is the best. Once you move up the grades, the other glues don't taste as good.

pics?

Why would you put frosting on candles? Seems like a waste Duh! So you can lick it off of them!

Whoah! I almost missed out...nobody told me there was a birthday party going on in here. Am I too late? Have the presents been opened? Has the frosting already been licked off the candles? WHY WASN'T I INVITED?! Happy Birthday, Mel! :moondance: As for being able to pull off smart AND sexy, let's just say, "You put the hawt in thermodynamics!"

Damn, Rob. You deserve better than this. My heart goes out to you.:kisss:

I'm going to take my chances on the Squamish forecast, after all. Things look pretty good in eastern WA, though, so hope you get to cash in that coupon pronto!

I thought it was just me. Now I don't feel so special.

I'm still holding out hope that the Squamish forecast improves...if it doesn't, I'll be up for sumpin moderate in L'worth this weekend and can shoot you PM to let you know when I'll be around. Might be kind of last minute though(I'm an optimist).

I should've had a V-8.

They always are.

I was slated to head to Squamish Thursday, but rainy forecast there may turn me east instead. Friday looks good in L'worth.

Accidental First Ascent featured in Alpinist Right on, Blake.

Howdy, Dan! Amazingly, there's a lot of power in a greeting...it can easily make or break someone's day. Sounds like you are using your powers for good.

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Someone who owns more than one piece of bean bag furniture.

I remember when Nestle's Quik, Yoo-hoo, and CocoWheats tasted like chocolate. Now they don't.

Climb at Snow Creek wall on a Monday.

Bill, thanks for sharing that memory. We lived through some interesting adventures, too, and it was good to be reminded of how such things impact and influence who we become. I came across this poem a couple years ago and it has stuck with me as another reminder of what we lose when we gain. The poverty of having everything is not wanting anything: I trudge down the mall halls and see nothing wanting which would pick me up: I stop at a cheap $79 piece of jewelry, a little necklace dangler, and it has a diamond chip in it hardly big enough to sparkle, but it sparkles: a piece of junk, symbolically vast; imagine, a life with a little sparkle in it, a little sparkle like wanting something, like wanting a little piece of shining, maybe the world's smallest ruby: but if you have everything the big carats are merely heavy with price and somebody, maybe, trying to take you over: the dull game of the comers–on, waiting everywhere like moray eels poked out of holes: what did Christ say, sell everything and give to the poor, and immediacy enters; daily bread is the freshest kind: dates, even, laid up old in larders, are they sweet: come off sheets of the golden desert, knees weak and mouth dry, what would you think of an oasis, a handful of dates, and a clear spring breaking out from under some stones: but suppose bread can't daily be found or no oasis materializes among the shimmers: lining the outside of immediacy, alas, is uncertainty: so the costly part of the crust of morning bread is not knowing it will be there: it has been said by others, though few, that nothing is got for nothing: so I am reconciled: I traipse my dull self down the aisles of desire and settle for nothing, nothing wanted, nothing spent, nothing got.

The Squamish Municipal(also called the Kinsman) campground--next to the Brennan Rec centre--seems like it would be ideal for the kiddies...it is right next to the swimming pool, skateboard park, and BMX park and playfields. Oh, and it's close to the climbing. Toprope's galore at the Smoke Bluffs. Not sure what the reservation process would be for a group, but I see groups camping there all the time. Also has a picnic shelter and the sites have fire pits for late night weenie roasts.

Sequim's Lavender Festival has us hunkered down in the backyard today, hiding from the hordes of lavender looky-loo's. Nothing to see here folks, move along....and no, you can NOT have our lavender flag.

Bill, I think your freudian slip is showing