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Chris DeMuth Jr's avatar

Liked the questions; loved the answers. I never look back satisfied with anything. In this case I asked “Who is better at suffering – alpinists, cyclists, or CrossFit athletes?” and the question should have been “How do you compare the suffering of climbing, cycling, and lifting?”

What I was trying to explore was the contrast between dealing with the elements -- cold, dark, hunger, and low blood ox of climbing -- with the lactic acid / VO2 max testing of cycling and the intensity and strain of barbells, kettle bells, and pull-up bar.

My own experience is that cycling is a quite pure suckfest. You ride with people who more or less know how to ride at your level so what's left is who can hurt more (especially up big hills). It is just you and pain. Whoever has the best relationship with that pain wins.

The gym builds on that with a pain threshold mixed in a brew with more different skills. You have to know how to do muscle ups and double unders and thrusters before they can really suck. The skills, the clock, the music -- these things divert you from the pain.

Indoors is for outdoors. I love my gym but it is a back alley warehouse facing a factory that is well past its only moderately glorious glory days. I ski, bike, and row on the erg. But sooner or later I need to ski in the backcountry, bike in the mountains, and row across an ocean.

"Training" requires the rest of the sentence and always needs to be "training for _____" or it doesn't count. For me climbing is an end in itself. It isn't suffering. I can't feel frostbite (until later). I can't see through the dark. It is just fun and freedom and using all I got.

The scariness and grandeur keeps my mind focused in the moment, so there's less regret or anxiety than I find anywhere else. The obvious irrelevance of my comfort allows me to turn the volume way down on the dull modern "what do I feel like now?" question.

My gloves get wet, stuff rains down on me, I slip and fall, I get tired. Duh. Once I'm out in nature, I'm just so happy to be there, to be alone or semi-alone, and to be part of it. Once I'm pot committed and can't really turn back (or turning back is just as hard) I can detach.

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Fit To Teach's avatar

I didn't know this guy before reading this...but he must a be a goddamn legend.

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