I struggle with perfectionism, which makes it hard for me to let go of insecurities when climbing.

I'm lucky because I got one of those brains that are wired to focus on things that don't really matter.

Things that are mostly superficial and falsely measure my worth, which is embarrassing enough to say out

loud, but these things can be unfortunate consequences of being a woman.

I'm not skinny enough, I'm not muscular enough, not tall enough, not tough enough to be a climber.

But none of this matters as much as it matters to put the work

in that it takes to become strong enough, or at least as strong as I want to be. I started setting

goals that are attainable without selling myself short, but I'm always careful to mind my health

and my emotions. No need to get all bent out of shape over things that don't matter as long but I'm always careful to mind my health and my emotions.

No need to get all bent out of shape over things that don't matter as long as I'm able to sit with myself at the end of a day and accept what I have and I have not achieved.

After all, I'm stuck with me and my crazy brain.