Trouble in Snow
It was one week after New Years at Snow Creek Mousseri. I got there at 6:30am. I paid for the pass and got ready to go in the snow. This was my 2nd day snowboarding so I didn’t know much. I was wearing a blue NorthFace coat and jacket under with a shirt under that, snowmobile gloves, two pairs of wool socks, brown Burton snowboard boots and a black Morrow snowboard. It was eight degrees fahrenheit. It felt like it was as cold as Antarctica, although once I had everything on I was almost sweating.
When I was there, there was not that many people there because of how early it was, but they started showing up pretty quick.
I went down a few slopes before going to the bigger ones. I was scared the first time but once you're up, you're up, and there’s only one way down. The first time I did fine, so I did it again and again and again.
I started to get a bit too …show more content…
When it became dark it was around 9:30 I went back up the slope to try to end the day with some fun and not pain and regret.
“I thought you said you were done for the day,” my dad says.
“I decided to do a few more before we go,” I said.
“Well did you have fun, besides the sprained wrist,” my dad asks.
“Ya, it was fun even after the sprain,” I said.
“You ready to go,” my dad asks.
“Sure, as long as we're out here tomorrow,” I said.
“We can come out for a little bit,” my dad said. It took about two to three weeks for my wrist to heal and now I know not to do what I did. I learned that if there is a lot of people and you are just a beginner, just stay on something that is more of your comfort until you are ready to move up. I think that one sprain got me into snowboarding even more, now all I think about is snowboarding and I just can’t wait to get back out there. Sure I’m probably going to get into a bigger or worst injury but I don’t care because it will keep me going, I want to have more injuries because I know it will keep me
It was one week after New Years at Snow Creek Mousseri. I got there at 6:30am. I paid for the pass and got ready to go in the snow. This was my 2nd day snowboarding so I didn’t know much. I was wearing a blue NorthFace coat and jacket under with a shirt under that, snowmobile gloves, two pairs of wool socks, brown Burton snowboard boots and a black Morrow snowboard. It was eight degrees fahrenheit. It felt like it was as cold as Antarctica, although once I had everything on I was almost sweating.
When I was there, there was not that many people there because of how early it was, but they started showing up pretty quick.
I went down a few slopes before going to the bigger ones. I was scared the first time but once you're up, you're up, and there’s only one way down. The first time I did fine, so I did it again and again and again.
I started to get a bit too …show more content…
When it became dark it was around 9:30 I went back up the slope to try to end the day with some fun and not pain and regret.
“I thought you said you were done for the day,” my dad says.
“I decided to do a few more before we go,” I said.
“Well did you have fun, besides the sprained wrist,” my dad asks.
“Ya, it was fun even after the sprain,” I said.
“You ready to go,” my dad asks.
“Sure, as long as we're out here tomorrow,” I said.
“We can come out for a little bit,” my dad said. It took about two to three weeks for my wrist to heal and now I know not to do what I did. I learned that if there is a lot of people and you are just a beginner, just stay on something that is more of your comfort until you are ready to move up. I think that one sprain got me into snowboarding even more, now all I think about is snowboarding and I just can’t wait to get back out there. Sure I’m probably going to get into a bigger or worst injury but I don’t care because it will keep me going, I want to have more injuries because I know it will keep me