On a recent return to the city for a couple of days, rained out everywhere else, I was psyched to get back in the gym and efficiently train. In the morning I went through a solid strength training routine - keep it tight at 2-3 hours - and go for quality instead of quantity. That's what Ben Moon said.
When I walked in the good walls were being stripped but still some overhanging areas remained. Good problems by the veteran setters - have to be picky. After a couple of hours I was desperatly missing the feel of real rock, the outside air, the altitude, the projects. Yet, it felt great to go for an efficient workout, see friends, sample some new creations, get back to the world - I think. After pulling on plastic for a couple of hours I was beat. Hit the streets, see the city, go for a run.The city is such a trip, a buildering dream, so far from the stone walls and campgrounds of the areas I know. There is styles and models on every corner. Hustling and artistry, history and dreams. Everything is possible or passable in New York.
Climbers in the city revel in plastic. They have to. They are strong and proud and northeast junkies. A crazy mix of talent and trash talk. Everyone is super positive and down for the cause. Even if it is on plastic.
Matt Segal was raised on plastic.....look at how he turned out.









