Admit it. You’ve told yourself you’re hardcore. Maybe you didn’t speak it aloud — that would be immodest, after all — but in your head you gave yourself a nice pat on the back. Damn, I’m core.
You were probably skiing in the rain. Fighting for peaks during a victory at sea session. Logging miles on a hyperthermic late afternoon. Shivering on some inadequate belay stance. Getting after it when most people would be warm and cozy, eating dinner, vegetating on the couch. Yeah, baby. You core.
Hey, acknowledging it is a good thing. Positive reinforcement reinforces things positively. It gives you the strength to keep going when others bail and trains the mind to push through the tough times. Go ahead, give yourself an attaboy or girl.
But let’s stop, too, and consider just what it means to be hardcore (and why we respect it). At its simplest, it means going farther or further than other people, pushing the boundaries of technique, experience, and ability. It means living at the outer margins, leaving easy behind. It means testing yourself over and over again and liking what you find even in the midst of harrowing conditions or a sufferfest. And almost always, I think, it means finding comfort in discomfort. But what is its most important element?
Congrats to @David, the winner of this week’s giveaway.
Photo by Steve Casimiro