Today I injured myself climbing.  This isn’t one of those “I’ll be better in a few days” type injuries, but more in the category of me being unable to climb at all for a month or two.  Considering that I have been looking forward to climbing full time for almost seven years now, this is a major set back.  I’m still dealing and mentally processing what I’m going to do with what has happened to me but I don’t really blame myself.  It is interesting that after all of my sacrifices and hope that I don’t feel that anyone or anything has cheated me out of my dreams.  More than anything else at this time I see it as an opportunity to take a breath and see what I want to do with the time that I am going to have in the near future.  Right now I am in San Francisco and was planning on being here at a week at most, but now my stay is potentially going to be much longer than that.  I have some serious decisions to make, but those will wait for a day or two when I have a better idea as to what my near term physical health is going to be.