A long-time writer, in midlife I studied for and passed the exam to become a Certified Sport and Conditioning Specialist (CSCS) and I'm two credits away from finishing a master's degree in sports coaching. 

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Why? I was the kid picked last for every team. Who thought he was permanently weak, winded, uncoordinated, and unhealthy. Thirteen years ago, at the age of thirty-seven, I wandered into a climbing gym. Where no one cared about all that. Where I could play around, get better without even trying to, see proof I’d gotten better, and sometimes do things that at first seemed entirely impossible. I fell in love. I started bouldering and sport climbing one, then two, then three days a week. Along the way, I kept discovering more climbing could do for me. I got friends, motivation to eat and sleep better, a body that works and looks better, not to mention inexpensive therapy!

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My passion for climbing has never disappeared, but after five years certain things started to go sideways. My grade progress stagnated, my playfulness declined, and my haphazard attempts to push past all that only got me injured. So I hired a coach, who’s been nudging me in the right direction for seven years now. His exercises hardly feel like work, and he customizes them to my own personal climbing roller coaster.

I'm currently sending harder grades every year. More importantly, I’m healthier and having more fun than ever. Inspired by my coach’s example, I resolved to start coaching as well. And to learn as much as I can about the science of climbing—about its physiology, biomechanics, psychology, and nutrition.

Whether you need tips on your projects, an annual plan, or help locating your missing motivation. I can support you, and I can't wait to get started.