courtesy of Rock and Ice, January 2011:

‘In this sport, you are constantly doing things like: putting your hand into the running garbage disposal that is a granite fist crack, bearing down on limestone crimpers that could pass for knives in most sushi restaurants, and concubining your toes with tight-fitting shoes and then broiling your feet in those hot rubber ovens on some searing wall. What did you think that would feel like? Napping on a bed of Care Bears? No! Climbing hurts like a motherfucker! (No wonder it’s not popular.)’