Let’s face it: intimidation sucks. It doesn’t matter if it’s coming from a friend, the workplace, or a rock climb. It comes at us from everywhere. For me, it can be such a paralyzing experience that, in just moments, I’m suddenly shooting down a spiral of negative self-talk and low self-esteem (rather, no self-esteem). It has always been one of my biggest shortcomings.
I often have to remind myself that once the moment is behind me, I can always look back and appreciate what I went through to get to the other side.
Last fall, I took a trip to Las Vegas where I met Gašper Pintar for the first time. At the time, he was dirtbagging from Slovenia, eager to put down some hard routes in the states. Even though I have never tried to free climb anything at that grade in my life, he convinced me to try The Great Red Roof (5.13b).
Gašper successfully redpointed the roof on his second attempt. The Great Red Roof requires an extremely high level of fitness, and that alone was an intimidating thought.
I did not send the roof but successfully made it to the top, both attempts. Even though I didn’t send the roof, I felt as though I’d accomplished something much greater. I finally figured out that I was feeling scared of trying the climb because I didn’t know anything about it. I’d never been on it before, and the grade seemed well above me. Looking up at the roof for the first time, there was so much doubt. It was impossible to see past that cloud of mystery.
Understanding that gave me some sort of power over the situation. I like to think of it as reverse intimidation. For me, if I start confronting my feelings of intimidation by recognizing them, they lose some of their influence. All of my fears exist because it’s new territory, but the more familiar it becomes, the less scary they seem. At least I can start admitting some of those fears and putting them out there.
Cover photograph courtesy of Brandon Scott.