I love to snowboard. I really really love to snowboard. I guess it could be said that I have an unhealthy addiction to it. Actually no addiction is healthy but that isn't the point. Given that I got back from my mission last september and basically didn't have money or gear to ride last year, this is my first year back.
Now, while I knew that the actual basics of riding would come back I knew that doing jumps and rails would take a while to come back to me.
Did that stop me?
NO! Me real smart!
In the three times I have ridden this year I have managed to mess myself up each time. Each time it happens Michelle gets closer and closer to revoking my snowboarding rights. If that happens and my sports watching rights get taken away too, I am a dead man. Life will be filled the bachelor and cupcake wars...wow life couln't be any better right? umm..no answer.
So I would like to talk about my most recent epic fail of snowboarding. Today I went to the Canyons with Paul one of the guys I work with. To be honest this Winter hasn't been the best, so there isn't alot of snow. So we spent most of the day in the park. On one run I approached a rainbow box that connects to a down box. As I rode over the rainbox box all was well until I got to the end of the down box and slipped off my toes. Face meet snow, hard snow! Luckily I didn't lose any teeth like I thought. But I did get a few cuts. And you want to know what the first thing michelle said to me when I told her what happened? " Well maybe you shouldn't be an idiot and then could not get hurt." how compassionate huh?
THAT'S RUDE DUDE!
