Am I sore? Is that supposed to be a joke? Yes, I am sore. I have a significant bruise on my right knee and my left ass. My left shoulder aches when I pull it backwards and my right ankle hitches when I walk. Was it worth it? Yeah, but I'm just not very good.
When one is used to being fairly good at most things she attempts, it can be frustrating when things shake out differently. That's pretty much the story of my relationship between the snowboard and I. I want to get along. I like him. I think he's cool and cute and basically a stud. I'm working hard at our relationship to not give up ... and I'm open and willing to work through the bruises and the hardships so that one day we can live harmoniously. The problem is, the snowboard and I have a long way to go, and I'm not sure he's pulling his half of the relationship.
Nevertheless, I shall carry on. No matter how many nights of "Midnight Madness" I need to board through or how many edges I catch, the snowboard and I will make it work. I will learn to trust him and embrace the speed. I will keep my weight on my front foot and I will use my back foot as my rudder. I will not settle for boarding on my heels down the entire hill. And one day I will be able to stop on a dime, spraying fluffy white stuff on whomever is in my way.
I will make this relationship work.
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