Anybody miss me??

I'm back from camping! Pretty exciting... Not as much exercise as I was hoping for, seeing as there were no parents (

) and we had a four-wheel-drive pickup with us. Lots of driving and not as much walking, although there was still a lot.
Basically, the focus that week was on overcoming fear. Or at least, continuing to forward even though you're too scared to pick up one foot and put it in front of the other. Like walking little trails along the side of a very steep hill that you just
know you're going to fall over. And balance.
Did a little rock climbing. We were camped above a stream that was full of boulders, so for two days did a lot of rock hopping, working on precisions kind of. My shoes are very worn down and don't grip at all on wet rocks, so I didn't do very much work on jumping far, but rather worked on landing in such a way that my feet wouldn't slide out from under me, and balance. I have horrible trouble landing and not continuing to move forward. I just lwatched Ozzie's precision jump tutorial, and that ought to help a lot!
Tiny bit of rock climbing on a rocky cliff side thing over the side of the stream. That was a LOT scarier than I expected, but even though I wanted to turn around and find a different way over the obstacle (we kids were traveling down stream from our campsite to see how far down we could get on the rocks without getting wet or dunked), I made myself move forward, and I did it without falling off and breaking my neck like I
knew I would!
Not as much kong work as I hoped for. The picnic table at our campsite was very rickety, and tipped over if there wasn't the same weight on both sides. Along one of the trails though, there were some concrete tables that I did a little work on. I got to where I could jump my feet up from the bench to the table top, same level as my hands. I've never been to do that! Banged my shins up a lot though in the process, and they are
still very sore. After all the banging from jumping from bench to table, I didn't care to try jumping from the ground to table top yet...
We found a cool spot with a wooden pole fence that we tried to balance and vault over a little. I attempted and few vaults, but they all turned into sitting on the pole and swinging my legs over.

I managed to balance a tiny bit, but the rails were all loose, and I couldn't keep my balance. The pole kept turning in the mortice and dumping me off. My brothers had no problem walking along the top, and doing various vaults. I felt very inadequate.
I was very happy to find that my endurance for running uphill has greatly improved since last camping trip! And QM came in very handy for walking up really steep places!
The toilet buildings in the camping areas were ideal for cat work. When I first started, I didn't have a clue what I was doing. I worked for half-an-hour or so running up and trying to land in a cat hang. To get to the wall I had to run through a puddle, and my shoes wouldn't stick to the wall at all. After many, many failed attempts, I quit until the puddle dried up. When I went back to try again, the first time my feet stuck to the wall, and that shocked me so much I forgot to grab on with my hands and almost landed on my head. I couldn't seem to get the hang of getting my feet to stay up and gripping the ledge with my hands. I tried grabbing the corner of the ledge opposite me, but after slamming my wrists painfully onto the nearest corner a few times, decided that was a bad idea. We had to go home Tuesday to get more water and other supplies, so I checked out Urban Current's cat tutorial, and that helped alot. We switched campsites that day, and the toilet building for the new site was newer, and painted with high-gloss paint. I had a terrible time getting my feet to stay up. Every time I had to use the toilet, I spent a few minutes trying to step into a cat. I got to where I could hold one for 2 or 3 seconds, but it could take a while to actually get into one to hold it. (Does that whole paragraph make any sense? So sorry if it doesn't...)
That's all I can remember from the camping trip. There was a lot of other cool stuff, but it's not Parkour related. Now I'm home, and I seem to have lost my drive to practice. I just pulled out of another week long depression phase (I really hate those, and wish I knew how to avoid them). We're in trouble with the neighbors again, and we have to go through our stuff and get rid of a lot more.
Hopefully, I can get back to work outs. I know I really need to work on upper body strength, but I'm frustrated that I seem to be stuck, getting no where.