Jan. 25th, 2012

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Πενθεύς

ἐκφέρετέ μοι δεῦρ᾽ ὅπλα, σὺ δὲ παῦσαι λέγων.

Διόνυσος

ἆ. [810]
βούλῃ σφ᾽ ἐν ὄρεσι συγκαθημένας ἰδεῖν;

Πενθεύς

μάλιστα, μυρίον γε δοὺς χρυσοῦ σταθμόν.

Διόνυσος

τί δ᾽ εἰς ἔρωτα τοῦδε πέπτωκας μέγαν;

Πενθεύς

λυπρῶς νιν εἰσίδοιμ᾽ ἂν ἐξῳνωμένας.

Διόνυσος

ὅμως δ᾽ ἴδοις ἂν ἡδέως ἅ σοι πικρά; [815]

Πενθεύς

σάφ᾽ ἴσθι, σιγῇ γ᾽ ὑπ᾽ ἐλάταις καθήμενος.

Διόνυσος

ἀλλ᾽ ἐξιχνεύσουσίν σε, κἂν ἔλθῃς λάθρᾳ.

Πενθεύς

ἀλλ᾽ ἐμφανῶς: καλῶς γὰρ ἐξεῖπας τάδε.

Διόνυσος

ἄγωμεν οὖν σε κἀπιχειρήσεις ὁδῷ;

Πενθεύς

ἄγ᾽ ὡς τάχιστα, τοῦ χρόνου δέ σοι φθονῶ. [820]


Pentheus:
Bring here to me weapons, and you, stop talking.

Dionysos:
Ah!
You want to see them, who have lain together in the hills?

Pentheus:
Indeed, giving an immense weight of gold.
[Very much, and I'll give a lot of gold for it.]

Dionysos:
Why have you fallen into this great desire?
[Why do you want it so much?]

Pentheus:
I'd distressfully see her drunk.

Dionysos:
All the same, you'd gladly see those things which are bitter to you?

Pentheus:
Be clearly, sitting in silence under the firs.
[Indeed yes...]

Dionysos:
But they'll track you down, even if you go sneakily.

Pentheus:
But obviously: for declaring this nobly.

Dionysos:
So will we lead you? Will you set out on the road?

Pentheus:
Lead as fast as possible: I grudge you the time.




So, climbing. My current climbing partner is a tiny giggly Polish woman who's basically the human equivalent of the Energiser Bunny. And really freaking strong. So there I was, being slightly intimidated by her ability to just keep going, when she points to yet another still-unrated route and says, "You should do this one! It is very doable!"

Dear friends: at this point I'd already climbed three 6As and a 5 (difficulties estimated), and was feeling a wee bit pumped in the forearm. But I don't like to not even attempt a challenge.

Well. If pinchy, reachy, horribly technical and made me scream like a baby is your definition of doable, yeah, sure. It's doable. While I was clinging on with two tiny fingertips per hand and stabbing my toe at a hold the whole length of my leg away...

So I fell off a lot. And eventually clawed my way past the two-thirds mark. And then my fingers, which were once again pinching tiny holds while my foot scrabbled for something, anything, decided Cap'n, she canna take much more a'this!

And that was that for my attempt at a buggering bloody 6C. (At least a 6B+, at any rate.)

I managed one more route (estimated 5) and fell off halfway up a couple more 6Bs before packing it in for the night. Still. Tonight's evidence suggests I'm building back strength, since it's an improvement on Monday and last week. My upper body strength is always going to take more maintenance than I'd prefer.

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