Climbing with a sense of urgency

Yesterday I logged some good air time working a 5.11b/c. Last season I think I can count the number of climbs I did where I took a fall. That means I didn't push my limits.  So I'm making a point of getting on climbs that force me off.  "If you ain't flying, you ain't trying."

On a related note, I noticed that when I travel, I tend to climb harder stuff.  Granted, in some cases the continuity of climbing does create that rhythm and burst of fitness that let's me climb harder.  But I think a big part of it is that I realize that if I don't jump on that 3-star climb now, I probably won't get another chance in a long while.  So I don't waste any time hemming and hawing.  At the home crag, that doesn't exist, so it's so easy to whisper in your head that the climb will still be there when you come back "stronger" or "more prepared."  I'm going to make a point of climbing like it's my last chance to climb.