So here is what’s happening, a long time ago back then I was still only yeigh tall (feel free to make the hand gesture somewhere around the height of your waist…unless you are really short or really tall, if so adjust accordingly) anyways, back in the day I fell head over heals for this girl named skiing. She was great, absolutely amazing actually. All I wanted to do was go up the hill and hang out with her, and when the weekend ended I still thought about her constantly and wondered when I would see here again. Maybe Thursday or Friday if I was lucky, but whenever if was I couldn’t be more happy to ski again. I’m sure this story sounds familiar to a lot of you but bear with me. Years went by and I grew up… well… okay I got older anyways and skiing was there by my side all the way. Soon I found that there were things about her that I loved more than others, not that I disliked anything but there were traits I found myself drawn to. At first it was the speed and remember I was still young so the exact thought that was going through my head was I get to go as fast as I can, there would be no boundaries. Now it came to my attention that I needed to be doing something more with this urge, not just straight lining the ski out each day. I also liked competition, so two and two together and boom, I was a ski racer. Trust me, I am going somewhere with this. I wont lie, I loved the feeling of winning and it was something that only her, only skiing could provide for me, and that was the point I gave her my heart, fully and completely. I wrote that all because I want to give you an idea of how I feel about this sport, and I made skiing a “her” because a dude couldn’t break my heart one day and make it all better the next. Mind you, so far this has been one of the longest fights I’ve had with skiing, its been weeks and she has yet to show me any love back, but I go out every day anyways and do everything I can to make her take me back. Now this blog really hasn’t filled you in on how the season has gone…so ill give you the short of it. It could definitely be going better... a lot better. I am now at the point where I need to get some redemption and honestly until I do I won’t be able to move on, and it’s a little silly because even though I’ve had more bad races than I care to count, just one result makes it all good again. So all I am looking for is two runs, one after the other that I can be proud of. A race I can hold onto and know I gave it everything. My quest for this starts tomorrow, and will continue until I’m successful, plain and simple.
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| Oh dear! |
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| This and the one below are a couple reasons then when its bad...its really never thaaaat bad |
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| There will be more photos to follow, but for now you'll have to settle on three. |
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Give this girl a lifetime of chances. She's so worth it. She wants to help you and she will, just probably have to learn another level of patience in this chapter. But she's loyal, I promise.
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