I am in an absolute state of shock, I really didn't think skiing could fail me as well. Yesterday was one of the roughest days I have had skiing, it made me angry and disappointed, almost to the point of tears, but yay for mirrored goggles. Firstly I destroyed myself on the up rail that I got a concussion from. Coming off the rail I popped too early and I totally wrecked my knee on it and proceeded to straddle the rail, good thing I'm not a guy or I would never be having children ever. After that disheartening fall I decided to hit the superpipe, it was going well until I aired out too far and hit the deck and ragdolled into the flats, it wasn't that bad of a fall but when I went inside for a break I noticed that I had cracked the screen of my mp3 player. So after that disgusting fall I decide to go back to rails, I hit this down box, do a broken grind on it, catch an edge halfway and twist my leg up and destroy my knee. At this point I am lying facedown in the snow, thinking I totally blew out my knee and that I'm fucked. With much difficulty I got up and did a few more runs before calling my mother to come pick me up....damn.
So I go home, watch some CSI, mope and watch Ms. Congeniality and Charlie's Angels...until 3am
I want so badly to be resilient and just chin up and keep on going but I really feel like some direction and perhaps some good instruction would be nice so I don't keep on fucking up.
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