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Extracurricular Training Part 1 – The Antagonists

In the literary world, the “antagonists” represent the bad guy – the person, place, or thing that causes conflict and opposition to the “protagonist,” or good guy.  Lord Voldemort, Sauron, and even Satan are classic examples of antagonists.  It’s no wonder that we as climbers tend to steer clear of training our antagonist muscles…But joking aside, however, this type of training should be a very important component to EVERY climber’s training regimen, from beginners to the elite.  Here’s why.

Just like their literary counterparts, antagonist muscles in climbing are the muscles that act in opposition to the main muscles used during climbing movement (aka agonists).  Imagine the typical movements a climber uses to get up the wall – they can usually be summed up by the word “PULL.”  Pulling up, pulling in, pulling towards the rock.  The antagonist muscles to the PULL muscles can be summed up by the word “PUSH.”  Pushing down, pushing out, pushing away from the rock.  As climbers, we naturally tend to have uber strong pull muscles (anyone ever seen Chris Sharma’s back?), but disproportionately weak little push muscles (and puny leg muscles too, but that’s a whole different post…)

Vanity aside, there are several really good reasons why training your PUSH muscles is not only beneficial, but essential for climbers.  The PULL/PUSH muscles work together in a very ying-yang type way.  When both are strong, they complement each other, and are in perfect balance.  If one overpowers the other, an imbalance occurs, leaving the body vulnerable to injuries such as rotator cuff tears, tendonitis and overall joint instability.

I learned my lesson about antagonist muscles the hard way in 2008 when my PULL training minus PUSH training landed me with a torn rotator cuff and 3 months off.  To be honest I knew better but just got lazy.  Ever since then I’ve been religious about training antagonist muscles at least once or twice a week, depending on the time of year.  This past year as I’ve started to  climb a lot harder, I’ve added in a few more exercises to my regimen, figuring that the extra pull-power I’m gaining could benefit from some  counter-balance.  And of course now that I’m on the disabled list for a few weeks with my ball and chain ankle boot, I’m hitting the weight room with a new fervor.

However, a no-frills, basic antagonist routine doesn’t have to take hours per week away from your regular climb time.  A quick 20 minute circuit of a few simple exercises twice per week should put you well on your way to beefing up your PUSH muscles.  Perform these exercises as a cool-down after a  climbing workout, or on rest days from climbing.  Start with 2-3 basic sets, and add more sets and reps as you get stronger.  Also listed are variations that you can do in addition to or in place of the basic exercises to change the difficulty and add variety.  Let me emphasize that some of these exercises can wreak havoc on your shoulders if you’re not careful, so if you currently are nursing a shoulder injury, please consult a doctor or a PT for guidance.

Push-ups on a BOSU ball

 

Push-ups on the gymnast rings

PUSH-UPS:  Quite possibly one of the world’s perfect exercises – works all of the PUSH muscles, with some core thrown in, and no equipment needed!  Do them on your knees if you have to compromise form to get more than a handful.  Do them on a BOSU ball if you want to feel your rotator cuff work too.  And if you really want the full-value version, try some on a pair of gymnast rings.  But regardless of what poison you pick, do them.  They’re mucho importante.
Additions/Variations:  Bench or Dumbbell Press (Flat Bench or Incline), Dumbbell Flyes (Flat Bench, Incline, or Cable), Gymnast Ring Flyes

Pec Flyes on the gymnast rings

DIPS:  These are key for strengthening the triceps (and also might help out your mantle skills…).  If these are too hard to do outright, there are several options – have a partner support some of your weight, do “negatives” (use a box to cheat your way to the “up” position each time, and concentrate on slow, perfect form on the way down), or you can do them on a bench.
Additions/Variations:  Triceps Extensions (aka “Kickbacks”), Triceps Pushdowns

Dips on a bar

 

Dips on a bench

 

Triceps Kickbacks

OVERHEAD SHOULDER PRESS:  You don’t need a ton of weight for these to be effective – remember the key word is balance, not Schwarzenegger physique!  If you’ve got an impingement issue with your shoulder, proceed with caution – keep the range of motion small and don’t take these all the way up to locked out arms.
Additions/Variations:  Lateral/Front Raises,  Military Press, Arnold Press

Overhead Shoulder Press

REVERSE WRIST CURLS:  Think about how often your forearm flexors (palm side of your hand) get pumped…now picture when the last time your forearm extensors (back of your hand side) got a good workout.  If you can’t remember the last time, you’re probably working on a significant imbalance that eventually will lead to elbow problems.  Reverse Wrist Curls are a quick and easy fix.
Additions/Alternatives:  Rice Bucket Workout (more on that later), Pronator Twists 

Reverse Wrist Curls

As with anything else, listen to your body.  If you feel funky twinges, tweaks, or anything other than that deep, “feel-good-hurt” burn, stop and reassess your form, adjust your weight, or allow your body more time to recover in between sessions.  Remember, as much as it sucks being injured, no body wants to say it happened off the rock and in the weight room!

Ok now its time to fess up – who here has been slacking off on their PUSH muscles?  For those of you that are diligent, did you learn the hard way or are you one of those proactive people with better than average common sense?

(Click here for Part 2 of this posts, which discusses ways to stabilize the shoulders…)

 

 

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PETZL Helmet Campaign – Round 2!

"Is this a good look for me?"

Those of you that have been loyal readers for a while now may remember a post I did last October about my stance on helmet usage, as part of a Helmet Campaign from Petzl and their marketing guys over at Pemba Serves.  It certainly got quite the response – 107 comments even!  While I’d like to assume it was my literary prowess and creative wordsmith-ery that compelled such a reaction, in truth I must admit that it probably had more to do with the fact that Petzl was giving away a free helmet to one lucky commenter.  Excerpts of my post were melted into a larger post on the Pemba blog, and apparently the feedback was quite good there as well. Petzl in fact was so delighted with the results of the October Helmet Campaign that they decided to launch another initiative – and this time with even more opportunities to win free brain buckets!

Since I wrote the piece on helmets last fall, my attitude hasn’t changed too much.  I still try my best to live by the theory that “Brains are soft and rocks are hard – but thankfully so are helmets!”  But interestingly enough, this new campaign does come at a somewhat ironic time for me, considering that I am currently sporting a rather unattractive walking cast on my left ankle for 20 more days (more or less, but who’s counting… ;)).  Some of you might be saying, “Yeah it sucks you’re stuck on the couch, but what does an ankle injury have to do with helmets?”  Nothing really, except that the nature of my bone-breaking fall definitely left me with a renewed vigilance regarding the use of hard hats.

To me what was scariest about my fall was that I didn’t do anything “wrong.”  Althought it might have been more embarassing, I think it would actually be easier to deal with had I done something specific that I could point to and say, “This is why I broke my ankle.  Don’t do that anymore and it won’t happen again.”  I didn’t backclip.  I didn’t fall with the rope behind my leg.  I didn’t run it out on chossy terrain, nor did I have any trouble with route-finding.  My first lead attempt on the route ended one move (and oh how often has that one move replayed itself in my head!) away from the anchors – a nothing but air 15-footer ending with a nice soft catch.  I had no reason to think subsequent attempts would produce anything but a similar result.  The next time however, my foot snagged a section of the rope that wasn’t flush against the rock, lower down on the route in between two bolts.  My routine fall suddenly and without warning turned into a violent helicoptering motion that ended with my foot shattering against the wall.

Hugging my way up the awkward crux bulge on Slabster's Lament (5.12a/b), just a few moments before helicoptering into the wall

Although I’m not sure I can go so far as to say that I was “lucky” to get out with a broken bone (I was sport climbing on a high quality route – all of the odds had been in my favor and I still wound up on the disabled list), but I will say that the accident could have been far worse.  It just so happened that I was wearing my ankle brace when I fell, just as an extra precaution after tweaking it a little bit at the boulderfield a month prior.  The doctor said that had I not been wearing it I probably would have suffered from a lot of ligament damage in addition to the fracture.  I impacted the rock with just one foot, so I’m sporting just one boot – but just a couple of weeks after my accident, I found out that a friend of mine hit a ledge out at Rumbling Bald and broke bones in BOTH feet.  He’s now laid up with a double dose of hard casts, although thankfully he won’t have to have surgery.

But this post is about helmets, not ankle problems, so let’s get back to the lecture at hand.  Tripping on that rope spun me around wildly – by the time  impacted the wall, I was sideways and completely disoriented.  I had no concept of which end was up, so all thoughts of jumping out and away from the rock and compressing on impact like a good little girl flew right out of my head.  The bottom line is that I didn’t have time to react.  Had there been any large, blocky features in my flight path, my fall could just as easily have been arrested by my head rather than my left foot.  Just because I didn’t “need” my helmet this time doesn’t mean that I won’t another time, so I for one am certainly glad I had it on.

Although I’m of course not happy I got hurt, I’m glad that my reinforcing, eye-opening moment a few weeks ago was due to something as mild as a couple of cracks in my talus bone as opposed to seeing someone I love suffer from an irreversible, life-altering brain injury.  So that’s where I (still) stand.  But at the end of the day, wearing or not wearing a helmet is, like many aspects of climbing (and life for that matter) – a personal choice that can only be made by the one who has to live with the consequences.  I’m certainly not one to judge others for having a different acceptable level of risk than myself.  Please feel free to get a discussion going by sharing where you stand on the issue.  And if you’ve got a cool story, (and you wouldn’t mind winning a free helmet!) check out the “Tales from the Edge” page dedicated to Petzl’s Helmet Campaign and share your story.  Winners will be drawn from new story submissions once every month.

I’ve still got just under 3 weeks left in the boot, so I’m very grateful that my injury was one that I can easily come back from.  But for now, all you able-bodied folk get out there and climb on – and send one for the boot-legged sister glued to the hangboard.  🙂

 

 

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Cragbaby Crushes -“Up the Down”(V0-)

Focusing on his footwork...

Just because I’m stuck in a boot and restricted to three-limbed toproping doesn’t mean Cragbaby is taking it easy.  In fact,  this past Saturday he’s taken his projecting to a whole new level!  C had been working on the down climb from the free-standing boulder at Inner Peaks off and on for a while now, but at best his motivation could be considered sporadic.  His usual modus operandi was to get a couple of feet off the ground and then announce that he was “All Done.”  He would then go back to his other favorite climbing gym activities – brushing off holds, tightening them down, and stacking the crates over by the training area.  But this week was different, for reasons unbeknownst to me.  All of a sudden he seemed to have an intrinsic motivation to get to the top (don’t we all?).  I’m not sure whether he wanted to be just like his “friends” on the climbing team, or whether something clicked developmentally that gave him the confidence to try it, but each day he would make it a couple of moves farther before leaning back into our arms or downclimbing. 

On Saturday morning we arrived just as the doors were open, this time armed with our video camera.  C made a beeline for his project right away, but at first was frustrated that he couldn’t make it very far with half a granola bar in one hand (which he INSISTED upon keeping).  After snacktime was over though, C got down to business – again and again!  His first send was with a very close spot from Daddy, and an encouraging Bennett (aka “But-butt”) at the top.  On subsequent sends however, he topped out like a champ all by himself (but still with Daddy’s strong hands only inches away).  C was thrilled to explore the whole new world on top of the boulder, although I’m not really sure why considering that the walls are too tall for him to see over.  When it came time to come down however, Cwas anything but a happy camper.  We didn’t think coercing him into downclimbing was a great idea, nor did it seem safe for the Daddy to downclimb with a squirming, determined toddler in his arms, so we got creative.  Since C was already wearing his harness, we simply tossed a rope over the bar at the top and set him up on rappel.  Daddy still more or less carried him down, but that way if by freak chance he fell, C was still safe and secured to the rope. 

He made quite the spectacle, and showed off for anyone who was willing to watch all morning.  He was so adrenalized about his latest sends that he spent the majority of his naptime singing. It seems like he’s already dreaming of his next project…So without further adieu, here’s Cragbaby’s latest video. Oh yeah, and C wanted to make sure everyone knew that while Daddy was indeed spotting closely, he did all the moves by himself…

Cragbaby Crushes “Up the Down” (V0-) from Steve Lineberry on Vimeo.

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10 Years: What a Long Strange Trip it’s Been…

For the cynical, bitter-hearted among us, lookout – this post is dripping with sappiness! But I figured I’m allowed. Not only did I write a Valentine’s Day post that was anti-cheeseball just a few weeks ago, but today my hubby and I are celebrating 10 years of marriage!!!  I look back and 2002 seems like a lifetime ago.  In some ways it seems like the years have gone by at the speed of light (especially the past 2…), but in other ways it seems like Steve has always been a part of my life.  From playing in the nursery together, to spending a week of every summer up at youth camp together, to being each other’s prom dates 2 years in a row (the first as friends, the second as more than…), our overall theme in life seems to be “together.”  Of course its not always been easy, and sometimes it’s been downright crappy, but no matter what situation we’ve found ourselves in and whether it made us happy, sad, mad (or all three), we’ve always been together.

I cannot be trusted to always do the right thing, I don’t know how to cook, and sometimes I drive his car and forget to fill it up with gas, but for whatever reason, Steve looks past all that and has decided to stick with me for the long haul.  I’m not gonna question it, I’m just gonna go with it.

Here's to our groovy kind of love. 🙂

Last week we celebrated our love by doing what most normal couples do – we permanently scarred our bodies.  It just seemed as though with our active lifestyles, we were never wearing our wedding rings anymore.  And since Steve’s good looks routinely have him fighting off skanks other women left and right, I wanted to make sure everyone knew he belonged to me ;).  It was something we’d been talking about off and on for the past couple of years – what better occasion than a 10 year anniversary and a few weeks forced down time?

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Tales of a Broken Talus – Update #2

It’s been an interesting week, less emotional than the first one, and with an end goal in sight that I can live with.

Going Foot-less on the Campus Route

Day 10:  Being that it was President’s Day, Steve had the day off.  Being that it was a clear, gorgeous day without a cloud in sight, the big boys all went climbing.  Of course Cragbaby incorrectly assumed that meant him too – he got really excited when he saw all the backpacks and climbing gear come out, and enthusiastically helped his Daddy load the car.  But when everyone said good bye and hopped in the car without him, he quickly realized that he would be stuck at home with boring old Mommy and that blasted black boot.  An 8.5 on the Richter scale temper tantrum immediately ensued, with C laying on the floor and screaming, “Kime, Kime! (climb)”.  You and me both kiddo.  Although an embarassingly large part of me wanted to join him and his antics on the floor, thankfully I was able to distract him away from the door after about 15 minutes.

Day 11:  Good hangboard session today.  I added a couple more creative grips to my repeater circuit – a gaston type crimp and a side-pullish crimp, both on the HIT Strip wall.  I’ve decided that a goal of 5 sets of 10 pull-ups at the end of each workout should be  reasonable to achieve by the time I am boot-free.  A month ago I could do around 4 or 5 per set, but just recently I’ve been able to hit 8-10 on the first few sets, although the last couple of sets I’m still lucky to get 6.

If you have to be stuck indoors on a lovely Saturday, a kid's hair salon is an amusing place to do it...

Days 12 – 14:  The song remains the same.  Push-ups.  Pull-ups.  Sit-ups.  Repeat.

Day 15:  Another bright and beautiful Saturday spent away from the rock.  At least we had a few things lined up for amusement purposes – Cragbaby finally (just a few weeks shy of his 2nd birthday) went in for his first haircut.  We all played the role of South Charlotte suburbia family and took C to a special kid’s salon.  Our evening was spent at a different type of hangout, however – the tattoo parlor!  (More on that later…)

Day 16:  Our  crew spent the afternoon in the climbing gym today.  I dutifully did some weight lifting (more on that later too…) and logged some time on the special campus route my favorite routesetters at Inner Peaks put up for me.  It was definitely a challenge – I was able to get about halfway up before my arms refused to pull without any assistance from my legs, so I cheated and used only my good foot the rest of the way.  A few of the moves are so long that I don’t hold out much hope for being able to finish it the correct way any time soon, but it feels great to have something I can play around on.  The highlight of my day however was top-rope crushing the easiest route in the lead cave.  Not knowing what’s going on inside that boot of mine, I didn’t feel comfortable using the bad foot at all, but the cool part was how that forced me to have to get creative about body position in order to let it hang freely.   I was pumped stupid by the time I finished, but was encouraged to get to the top clean (aka “Boot-point.“).

Cragbaby getting his own workout in while Mommy lifts weights.

Day 17:  The last time I was this excited to go to the doctor was on ultrasound days during my pre-natal appointments.  I knew I’d been a good girl and done all the right things, and I was anxious to check out my latest X-ray to see if their was any progress.  Everyone including the doctor had told me prior to coming in to not be alarmed if there was no change on the X-ray since it had only been 2 weeks – that in fact no news was good news and meant that the bone was staying in place.  I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have my heart set on improvement though – and fortunately for me I got the reaction I was looking for!  The doc was delighted to see not only an almost complete healing from the vertical hairline crack, but a good start to the fusing of the top part of my talar dome to the rest of the bone.  In fact he said the X-ray could not have been any more perfect at this in the game (+1 for those snake oil treatments at the chiro…)  Palpating the soft tissue around the joint was not tender at all, save some tightness here and there (which is from being stuck in the boot all the time), so that means any collateral ligament damage is healing up quite nicely.  In other words, at my next appointment in 4 weeks, the doc is fully expecting to release me from Boot Camp with no restrictions other than wearing a brace for a while.

At first I was a little disappointed at 4 more weeks in the boot, but now I’ve got a date I can countdown to.  And the doc did also say that now that we know the bones are fusing, there is no longer a need to take it easy on the bad foot, so long as I promise to wear my boot.  That means going on walks, riding a stationary bike, using an elliptical – if I can figure out how to do it in a boot it’s all fair game.  As far as climbing goes, I’m not supposed to be putting the boot foot in any sort of position that puts torque on the ankle joint.  That means I’ll still be glued to the hangboard for a while (with a few stray campus/three-limbed boot-point sends here and there to keep the psyche up).  That also means I’m putting my fair-weather request to the meteorologist NOW for the weekend of March 31st…

 

 

 

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