Ow ow ow ow ow!

I'm on the first day of a 5-day tree climbing class. Spent all damn day throwing lines over branches, lifting ropes, lowering ropes, tying knots, untying them, tying them again, hoisting myself up, lowering myself down, etc. My fingers hurt. Fingernails hurt. Legs? They hurt. Lower back? Oh mais oui, it hurts. Brain full. Stomach empty. I start to understand how one can eat a lot of grits, out of sheer desperation. Oy oy oy... I'd better find bucketloads of bats in tree roosts this summer...