I've talked about how mental climbing is. What it has come down to, at least for me, is simply arguing myself into going all-out. When I was shaking out after the second dyno of the 5.11d, looking up and to the right at my next hold, thirty-five feet above 55 degree water, I realized the logic of jumping. That high in the air, I knew that a half-hearted jump, with me holding back because of my fear of falling, would unavoidably lead to a gravity-fest. The only way to make the move was to use the potential consequence to force myself to commit, knowing that if I didn't, I would fall. The next time I got on the route, I sent it, sticking the dyno with my right hand and swinging wildly into the wall.
Well, that was exciting.
Ever since then, whenever I compete red point I scope out the most dynamic routes and make sure I do them--for example, A6 at the Focus competition (see Localized: Wrists and Jumping) and 30 at a Phoenix Rock Gym local with a scary sideways lunge (which I was one of two people in the competition to send). I love it because it forces me to overcome my fears if I ever want to make it to the top.
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