Climbers are intimately familiar with failure. It haunts their projects and looms eerily overhead until vanquished by some stronger force. Recently I have been lost in a fog of failure. For two weeks I have failed to climb even one boulder. It's a difficult pill to swallow. Sure, I have been close on several difficult boulders and I have had some trouble with forearm pain, but embracing this failure and remaining confident in the face of it is one of the most difficult things I have ever had to do. I'm confident though that things will come together in the end.