With chalk on my hands and a rope at my waist, I climb up the wall with determined grace. I seek out the holds, both big and small, Pushing myself higher, standing tall.

The boulder looms large, an imposing sight, But I am determined to conquer its height. I begin with a toe hook, gripping tight, Feeling the burn as I pull with all my might.

Next comes the heel hook, a tricky move, But I’m not one to shy away from a challenge to prove. I position my foot just right on the hold, And push up with my leg, both strong and bold.

Photo of me climbing at boulderhouse

My fingers grip tightly to the rough rock, As I inch my way up, block by block. The purple grade looms just ahead, And I am filled with both fear and dread.

But I push on, not willing to quit, Determined to conquer, bit by bit. And as I reach the top, I feel alive, A rush of adrenaline, a sense of pride.

For bouldering is more than just a sport, It’s a challenge, a battle, a test of fort. And with every climb, I grow stronger still, Ready to conquer any boulder, any hill.

-ChatGPT

This week for inquiry I used ChatGPT to write a poem about my experience climbing. It did a pretty good illustrating how I feel about working towards a purple graded climb. I am reading this web page for tips on getting to the next level.