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Alas, climbing tonight was not so great. I'm not on a bouldering plateau, I just have a bad case of chickenshit. Ever since I hurt my neck in a fall, I've started freaking out at the top of problems and backing off 9 times out of 10. This has become really not cool. I'm going to see if I can take another class next month and work past it. It's that or make Hank come to Texas to yell at me every time I start a new problem.