| I can't sleep right now, I don't know if it's the concussion that I'm suffering from right now, the bruise on my ass that is killing me, or the emotional trauma that I experienced today, but I feel like I gotta write about it before I tell someone about it.
Today I went snowboarding for the very first time. A group of my friends decided it would be a good idea to hit the slopes and they convinced me that it would be a good idea to try snowboarding, despite the fact that not an inch of snow hasn't fallen within the passed month I agreed.
When I got there the white substance layered over the hard dirt could hardly be called snow, it was more like snow granules layered on top of a thin sheet of ice. I rented the snowboarding gear and my friend assured me that I was going to have a blast and that he was going to show me the ropes. At this point I was unsure, but optimistic, hoping for the best. When we got to the top of the mountain I got off the ski lift and decided to take a taste of what snowboarding was like, I immediately fell on my ass. My friend failed to look my way and kept doing what he was doing, I thought nothing of it, I just thought to myself that maybe snowboarding isn't going to be as easy as I thought it was, so I continued on, stumbling and falling towards the summit following closely behind my friend.
Finally we reached the summit, I was side by side with my friend, he asked me if I'm ready, I nodded. He then took off and shot down the summit, at this point I was in shock, I didn't know what to do, I figured this was all part of my friends plan in teaching me a lesson in snowboarding, and that is to just go balls out, so I jumped down the slope, trying to keep up with him, trying to keep myself in balance to prevent myself from falling, I was beginning to lose sight of him, until bam, I hit a patch in the ice/slow and hit an extremely painful fall. I get up in scrambles to looking for my friend, he was no where in sight.... He totally ditched me... what the fuck
I laid there for a good 5 minutes completely lost and scared I was on the intermediate slope, with no knowledge of the most basic fundamentals of snowboarding and here I lay , somewhere on the summit too far for me to turn back and too far for me to have any sight of the end. I was scared, hopeless, and lost. So I did the only thing I could I got up and fell, repeated the process several times until finally I was coverin' some ground, i moved slightly to the edge of the slope and I noticed I was picking up speed, I looked below me, and I noticed I was snowboarding on pure ice, I then realized I need to slow down, so I tried to break (for those of you who haven't snowboarded when breaking you kind of have to tilt your board back, kind of sliding on the edges), well, as I did that the board completely slipped under the ice and shot my legs straight into the air, with that same force acting in the opposite direction my head came crashing down into the solid ice. I laid there for a while and with a very dizzy head I managed to make it down.
After the whole ordeal was over I switched from basic survival mode to completely pissed off mode. I realized my friend who was supposed to help me completely left me out there high and dry. What kind of friend does that first of all? Second he specifically told me he was going to help me out, now hes a liar as well as a shitty friend. I managed to express my anger towards him later on that day, but I was specifically feeling hatred towards him, and I don't feel like I got that across thoroughly.
I guess after this whole ordeal all I gotta say is this, snowboarding is no joke. Not to toot my own horn here, but I am an athletic freak and I generally learn sports fairly quickly, but snowboarding is unlike any sport I have I experienced before, and you can literally die if you don't know what your doing, and it could have very well happened to me, so for your own sake, take caution!
And by the way, to put a cherry on top of all of this I lost my phone and lift ticket (not that I was gonna need it.) But to my very good fortune a nice lady managed to find me phone and give it back to me.
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