My kids (10 and 12) both got into bouldering 9 months or so ago. The older kid was a on a non competing team and would go two times a week to climb. I would go with my 10 year old sometimes and climb with him. Well, a few weeks ago both of them made Junior and Senior bouldering teams, so they are climbing 3 days a week and are looking to compete in a few competitions.
Since they got on a team, I am also climbing 3 days a week. While they are at practice, and after they finish I still climb with them and It is super fun seeing them try, and try, and try, sometimes up to 50 times before they are able to complete a problem. But...********it. Climbing is the only thing in the world that I can think of that they are better at that me. I can beat them in any other sport, in video games, in s sprint or long distance run. Hell, I can probably still put together a Lego set faster than them.
But it is such a ****ing encouraging environment. It really is like no other sport I ever played. Strangers clapping when you finish a boulder, or asking for advice when you finish one. People cheering for my 10 year old after he tried one thing at least 25 times and finally finished it. And my kids, who are better than me and have lived their entire life with me giving them pointers, now get to offer advice to me. And get stoked when their dad flashes a V5 (nerdy bouldering talk and only happened once)
I also have a huge bruise and am bleeding from 3 different parts of my body tonight because of my old clunky body. But after a few weeks of intense climbing my belly has gotten smaller and I have gotten noticeably stronger.