MySpace "Taking a spill!" - Sunday, February 26, 2006, 21:50
I can't believe tonight's the last night of my vacation. Well, technically, tomorrow is the last night of my vacation, but that doesn't count when you spend the entire day flying from the west coast back to Chicago. But it'll be worth it, cos I'm coming home to all my friends, and there's a Fat Tuesday pub crawl happenin'! Yay!
So today, I did the unimaginable. We decided t to do a kickass terrain park. While we were on the top, excluding Derek, since he was a bit new on the skis, we just sat there waiting to grow our balls out. We let some kids go before us, right before we went, this kid in his skis hit the ramp, caught some good air, but was about half a foot short of the landing off ramp. His skis hit the lip, he snapped out, landed head first, and ate snow. But the funniest part was his skis got stuck at the edge of the off ramp. Funny as it sounded, it actually scared the shit out of me, cos I don't want to be that guy. And of course, I have never done a ten feet jump before.
So I told Reed to go before me. After all, he is in his snowboard, and had terrain experience a few years under his belt. Never mind the fact that he dislocated both his shoulders the last time around. He went. He picked up speed. He cleared it. But he landed with his toe edge, and ate snow! He smacked his head on the landing so hard that his hat and goggles popped off! And all this time, Chris was down there with the camcorder. That looked like it freaking hurt! And I'm to go after that! Nice...
I proceeded down the hill, picking up speed, thinking about the kid earlier. By golly, I'm going to clear that shit. I'm not going to eat any snow! Poof! I hit the ramp. Air. I caught air. The sheer exhilaration of the feeling was AWESOME! But then... I'm still in the air. Uhm, not cool You're not supposed to stay up there that long. Not only did I clear it, I went almost eight feet past the optimal landing. And I let out this huge wail, as if I just jumped off the bungee cord. I landed. On both feet. YES!!! I was so excited, that I brought my arms up in the air. A bit too fast. Which brought my torso off balance. Then I fell back, and wiped out! After doing such a kick-ass move! Damn! I tumbled and rolled. Cut myself on my left shin on my right ski which popped off, and rolled on my right side over it. It was so bad that it ripped my ski pass holder right off my jacket. Great! Now I have to take my jacket in to the dry cleaners to get it fixed. But the coolest part? Chris got it all on camera. I can't wait to watch it...
Alright. I'm a bit tipsy after downing a few scotches, then back to the condo and drink beer in the hot tub. So I better get done with this. Laters! Miss ya all! =)
So today, I did the unimaginable. We decided t to do a kickass terrain park. While we were on the top, excluding Derek, since he was a bit new on the skis, we just sat there waiting to grow our balls out. We let some kids go before us, right before we went, this kid in his skis hit the ramp, caught some good air, but was about half a foot short of the landing off ramp. His skis hit the lip, he snapped out, landed head first, and ate snow. But the funniest part was his skis got stuck at the edge of the off ramp. Funny as it sounded, it actually scared the shit out of me, cos I don't want to be that guy. And of course, I have never done a ten feet jump before.
So I told Reed to go before me. After all, he is in his snowboard, and had terrain experience a few years under his belt. Never mind the fact that he dislocated both his shoulders the last time around. He went. He picked up speed. He cleared it. But he landed with his toe edge, and ate snow! He smacked his head on the landing so hard that his hat and goggles popped off! And all this time, Chris was down there with the camcorder. That looked like it freaking hurt! And I'm to go after that! Nice...
I proceeded down the hill, picking up speed, thinking about the kid earlier. By golly, I'm going to clear that shit. I'm not going to eat any snow! Poof! I hit the ramp. Air. I caught air. The sheer exhilaration of the feeling was AWESOME! But then... I'm still in the air. Uhm, not cool You're not supposed to stay up there that long. Not only did I clear it, I went almost eight feet past the optimal landing. And I let out this huge wail, as if I just jumped off the bungee cord. I landed. On both feet. YES!!! I was so excited, that I brought my arms up in the air. A bit too fast. Which brought my torso off balance. Then I fell back, and wiped out! After doing such a kick-ass move! Damn! I tumbled and rolled. Cut myself on my left shin on my right ski which popped off, and rolled on my right side over it. It was so bad that it ripped my ski pass holder right off my jacket. Great! Now I have to take my jacket in to the dry cleaners to get it fixed. But the coolest part? Chris got it all on camera. I can't wait to watch it...
Alright. I'm a bit tipsy after downing a few scotches, then back to the condo and drink beer in the hot tub. So I better get done with this. Laters! Miss ya all! =)
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