On my end of the table, I have been trying to clear my plates, filled to the brim with projects, and it's getting easier than the last month at least. This is perfect, as I am much closer to maquina status, and this, as always, is my lifetime goal.  I started off by climbing Ingravid Serps, a nice 8c route in Santa Linya, which felt great to send, as it's super physical and not an iota my style. A Muerte, an incredible power-resistance route at the Can Piqui Pugi sector in Siurana, which I did with a full-blown cold, coughing and dying before the actual send, proving to myself strength can't have that much to do with sending, because I felt sick and weak! (The power of the mind, my friends ... who needs big muscles when you can just climb 9a like 8a out of the blue --there is no logic!) More on this route, it has great moves, and a killer sequence of two finger pocket stabs leading into a crux jump encounter off a crimper. Yes, it ends with a really cool jump, and, no, I don't have a photo yet (curses). I also climbed Stoke, a hard 8c in Santa Ana which went down in a day and gave me some serious sore muscles from the shitty holds and massive compression needed to execute the crux moves. Finally, the day following Stoke, I managed an 8b boulder, Reposa del Guerrero. This was cool as it was not my style in any way, shape, or form either, and I battled the fucker down over a couple hours, and even after falling on the last move multiple times, I still did it. Bien. I'm getting more in shape. 

On the falling-off tip and project-front here is the news. I have been very close to doing a route called Ursus 8c/8c+, which is a badass five-bolt route on a boulder, but I fell on the last move. I tried a 9a in Santa Linya I want to do called Traversia de Emnienda 9a, which is 50 meters long and really steep, burly and physical. In Perles, another beautiful area, I tried another hard route, which I really want to do called Esclatamasters 9a, a sick blue line of collonettes diagonally into a blue headwall of crimpers and little pinches, and finally I tried Estado Critico 9a in Siurana yesterday, my third hard project, a long crack leading to a giant blue streak, like 40 meters long and crimpy like hell all the way to the anchor. I will try again tomorrow on Estado, and hopefully, after my weight belt training, it will feel much easier. That's my word.  All my current hopes and dreams. My glass-world.