Jessie+FollowThe Wall That Stopped Teaching MeThree years ago, I touched my first hold in a British climbing gym. Yesterday, I stared at the same V3 in Shanghai for twenty minutes, knowing I'd never try it. My hands remember every grip that felt impossible until it wasn't. V1 to V3 happened like falling in love—sudden, electric, addictive. But V4 feels like learning a language I don't have the alphabet for. The routes blur together now. Dynamic moves that eat wingspan. Crimps that demand fingers I'll never have. I used to see puzzles; now I see walls designed to remind me of my limits. I still pay my membership. I still tape my fingers. But somewhere between the inconsistent grading and the repetitive setting, climbing became a mirror showing me everything I'm not. #sport #climbing #plateaufeels21Share
