Learning how to snowboard was hard, like I mean really hard. Not only was it physically challenging in a way I had never known, but it was such a mental game that by the end of my first day I felt cold, sore, and defeated as I cried in frustration. Despite a hard first day on the hill, no less than two weeks later I had purchased myself a brand new setup. I had literally gone snowboarding once, what the h*ll was I thinking? Either I hit my head too many times on the first day, or despite my bruised tailbone and knees, I had found a sport that I truly loved.
There’s a certain time of year where the days get shorter, nights get colder, the
leaves change colour, and you find yourself fantasizing about the upcoming
snowboard/ski season. Although you know that the countless snowboard and skiing
movies and the endless news of snowfall in the mountains will only make the wait more
painful, you still somehow manage to play last year’s playlist over and over until the
anticipation is more than you can bear.