May 01, 2025 - Russian roulette.

A few days ago, I got struck with some kind of belly flue, with painful cramps, and which made me feel very weak. Trying to fart was like playing Russian roulette. This morning, I was still feeling extremely weak and painful cramps were still bothering me once in a while. If I wouldn't have agreed to meet Victor (Burger) at the boulder of "Plains Toit" in Franchard Meyer this morning, I probably wouldn't have left for climbing at all. That's how I bad I still felt. Nevertheless, I met up with Victor at the boulder, and by the time I arrived, he had already worked out the moves, but was waiting for me, some extra crashpads, and a spotter to give it real send attempts.
His first few attempts, he fell off the last hard move, but after I gave him some advice for doing that move, he adapted and was able to finish it off. 
In between his attempts, I tried some of the moves, but it felt exhausting and I didn't even think I would be able to do the second part separately. Victor encouraged me to try from the start though and without any expectations, besides falling off too exhausted halfway, I gave it a go. To my big surprise, I climbed all the way until the last hard move, the one where Victor had fallen off a few times. I didn't make myself any illusions though, but I did turn on the camera for another quick attempt so I would have my method on camera for whenever I would come to try it again, in better body conditions. I was again able to get the last move, but fell off there again.
Victor had to leave, but I being so close, I got more motivated and somehow I was hardly feeling ill anymore. It had given me a boost, and I decided to stay, to have another attempt after a longer break.
Victor had left for barely five minutes and after placing the crashpads under the point where I had the most chance of falling, I gave it another attempt, feeling quite confident this time. I don't what it was, but I cruised through the problem, made it through the last hard move and topped out. It was time for me to stop complaining about how I had felt. Trying to fart is still a Russian roulette though.

Fontainebleau - Franchard Meyer - Plains Toit 7C