When and how did you get into climbing and what kept you interested / fascinated in the sport?
I started climbing at 7. Then my mother brought us to a canyon with some easy routes where it all started. The most interesting thing about climbing is the opportunity to travel to new places and meet new people. This is an additional incentive to leave home and finally do something!
Who was your childhood hero and do you consider yourself a role model now? Does it influence you at all that other people look up to you?
Like many other beginners, I looked up to such celebrities as Alex Megos, Chris Sharma and Adam Ondra. But there always was one, who stood above, and that was my mother. As a hero who not only raised me but also instilled love to the rocks and climbing society. I guess it doesn't really affect me that someone looks up to me, cause the main goal in climbing is to have fun and the inner satisfaction, which I gain from just climbing and trying hard.
What were the most important milestones in your life so far, both in climbing and in everyday life? Did you immediately recognize them as such or only later on?
Since milestones are some kind of life-changing events, they are starting climbing and realising that I am really into it. I could say that every project that is done is a small-ranged milestone for me.
What were your greatest failures / setbacks / injuries? How did you cope with them and how did you come back from them?
Since most of my climbing time refers to real rocks, there were no huge injuries. Once we came to Margalef and for 1.5 weeks I grew up for about 15 centimetres which caused problems in my back. It was hard to get up from the bed for some time, but at the end of the trip, I was able to climb again. That was the most serious injury so far, and I hope it to stay the same.
What is your favorite climbing related story / experience?
Once we had a misunderstanding with the belayer, so he thought about me being on self-protection, which was wrong. The belayer gave up the rope, but luckily left his hand on it, so when I let go of the rope and started to fall down, she managed to squeeze it and hold me in just a couple of meters from the ground. Moral of the story is: don't be lazy and tell about your actions to the belayer a couple of times!