Alone on the Wall

Really didn't like this one. Tbh, I skimmed it after the first ~third because it was so insufferable. Don't get me wrong: Alex Honnold's climbing achievements are truly incredible. But I'm not into climbing, nor have any desire to be, so all of the technical language and narratives around specific climbs were boring to me. And then Alex himself presents as a misogynistic megalomaniac, though that's not at all how he or the journalist writing the other half of this book present him. He's unlikeable, untelatable, and one-dimensional. Also words I would use to describe this book.