Like A Belay From Jesus Himself.

Stabbin’ for a crimp, foot high on a jib, I rocked my weight onto my tootsies and went for the glory send. Nope! The ground rose up and smote me as I Pop, drop and roll off this fiery crux. Luckily I floated down onto what seemed like a cloud that stretched far and wide enough to land my flailing derrière. The Mondo lives up to all expectations and delivers on the biggest falls, and gives reprieve when perched above the biggest highballs. Supple yet firm, just the way I like it. Would recommend. And it’s way cheaper than an emergency room visit.