{"id":137,"date":"2010-04-09T23:29:48","date_gmt":"2010-04-09T23:29:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/2010\/04\/09\/that_feeling\/"},"modified":"2010-04-09T23:29:48","modified_gmt":"2010-04-09T23:29:48","slug":"that_feeling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/2010\/04\/09\/that_feeling\/","title":{"rendered":"That Feeling"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You know that feeling? That feeling you get?<br \/>\nThat feeling you get when you and your mate are climbing in the Andes and the weather closes in and before you know it you&#8217;ve slipped off an icy ledge and suffered a horrific impact fracture of the femur. And your mate climbs down to find you paralysed with\u00a0pain and binds up your leg and starts to take you, stage by agonising stage, down the mountain but the weather gets worse and in the end, after lowering you over a blind precipice, he feels himself slipping, he can&#8217;t hold on and has to cut the rope. And you smash onto the ice below and lie there in agony waiting for the coldness to kill you. But you don&#8217;t die. Somehow you summon the will to move, the determination to drag yourself down the mountain where your mate, even if he has survived the storm, has probably decamped, giving you up for dead. Each dragging movement is excruciating. You can only keep going by setting minuscule goals: I&#8217;ll make it as far as that rock there, just out of reach. You can&#8217;t let yourself look further than the next rock, even though you know miles and miles of suffering lie ahead.<br \/>\n<em>That<\/em> feeling. That&#8217;s the one I mean.<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/commons.wikimedia.org\/wiki\/File:Siula_grande.jpg\"> <img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/upload.wikimedia.org\/wikipedia\/commons\/f\/f2\/Siula_grande.jpg\"><\/a><br \/>\n<em>Siula Grande &#8211; by Chloe.<\/em><br \/>\nA bit like the feeling you sometimes get when you&#8217;re writing a grant application. A bit. I had something of that feeling these past few weeks as I&#8217;ve been working, struggling with one. Not nearly so intense of course (not nearly!), but a shade, a shadow of what must have gone through Joe Simpson&#8217;s tortured mind during the descent of Siula Grande, superbly re-told in <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Touching_the_Void\">Touching the Void<\/a>. But definitely <em>something<\/em>.<br \/>\nHowever, I have now reached the bottom of the mountain. Having endured the gruelling journey for many days, the task was finally completed this afternoon.\u00a0<br \/>\nAnd tomorrow I am off to Italy to sample something of the Renaissance and, hopefully, undergo something of a <em>renaissance<\/em> myself!<br \/>\nSee you on the other side.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You know that feeling? That feeling you get? That feeling you get when you and your mate are climbing in the Andes and the weather closes in and before you know it you&#8217;ve slipped off an icy ledge and suffered &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/2010\/04\/09\/that_feeling\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-137","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/7"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=137"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=137"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=137"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/scurry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=137"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}