Monday, March 16, 2009

Reason #15 - Snowboarding

Okay I can't say I LOVE snowboarding yet... but I can almost officially consider myself a snowboarder. I went two days in a row last weekend, sure that I was finally getting it down. I'm now dealing with pure stubborn determination. I will not let this sport beat me. I find myself a bit intimidated by the feeling of going 100 miles an hour straight down a mountain(let's face it, I probably go about 5 miles an hour at best)...and in one winter I have damaged my wrists, my thumb, my head, my knee, my neck, and let's not forget my poor tailbone. Nonetheless, I see a light at the end of the tunnel. Last Friday I managed to get 90% of the way down the mountain without falling, not to mention I had officially ridden almost every lift at Brighton. So I decided I needed to get in one more good day on Saturday to solidify my mad snowboarding skills.

Saturday was pretty good most of the day. It was beautiful. Sunny, but a little cold, and the snow was pretty nice up at the Canyons. I got in a few good runs in the morning, and by the afternoon Josh took me up to the big lift and we got in 3 runs before the end of the day. I was pretty beat by the second one, but I was so close to making it all the way without falling, so I decided one more run couldn't hurt anything. Whoops. I at least need to learn when to say when. I did great in all my weak spots and was cruising down the bottom of the mountain, when all of a sudden I apparently thought it would be a good idea to attempt a backwards somersault while going 2o mph (this time it really felt like 20... it might have been 10). To be fair, I was at least smart enough not to try this ridiculous feat on purpose... I just wasn't quick enough to realize I was a bit out of control and slow myself down. Or maybe I was trying to slow down... who knows when you all of a sudden find multiple parts of your body making contact with the ground multiple times. You tend to lose track of the particulars.

Either way, the doctor said I was fine. I was smart enough... or I guess lucky enough to spread out the impact, so instead of a broken neck I have a slightly sore neck and a big ugly bruise on my tailbone.

I know this may sound like a good reason to stop. But this is how I see it... if I didn't do any major damage with that fall, I'm sure with a board that's a little more my size and a quality helmet, I'm good to go.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Reason #14 - February

It's a little hard to know what to write about the man you love, when you don't get to spend every day telling him you love him. But February was full of beautiful moments with the man that means more to me than anything in the world, and Josh is one of the things I have loved most about being thirty. He has taught me so much about who I am and what I deserve in life. We have different views on life and religion, but I'm really grateful for every day I spent with him. So this is my tribute to one of the best months of my life. I can never hate Valentine's Day because of this one. I got to spend time with Josh, I watched one of my best friends get married to a wonderful man, and I got so spend a dismal week of winter in beautiful Puerto Rico standing on the beach and swimming in the ocean.