Do you have some kind of personality disorder ... what keeps you that motivated?
Jealousy and diligence.  I get really envious of my friends who go to new areas or crush old testpieces.  It gets my head spinning and elevates my heart rate. I want to do absolutely every line that’s good, everywhere.  Also, for whatever reason, I want to do every v7 in existence. It’s just something that developed over the years.  Friends joke that the way to get me to an area is not to spray about the new sick lines, but rather the wealth of v7s. I have been motivated like this forever, though.  When I was really young, fishing was my thing.  I’d ride my bike for miles just to drop my line in any stagnant pool someone told me about.  I’d stand out in the rain for hours, undaunted.  I’d forego hanging out with all the cool kids at the community pool just to fish in the contaminated stream in the woods behind it. 

Where did the nickname “sockhands” come from?
Through law school I hardly ever climbed at a gym and I was getting out on the sinister sharpness of my beloved Colorado stone three to six days a week ... For a few years I had flappers on most of my fingers most of the time.  Finally, to help better heal them, I started using Polysporin like hand lotion at night, but I left greasy paw prints all over.  My [now] wife insisted that I start wearing cotton gloves to bed, but I decided just to use old, clean socks instead.