Biting The Snow
Wednesday, January 4th, 2006It couldn’t last really, could it? With 13 days of riding under my belt and no injuries beyond feeling a bit sore, it was probably high time that I got something a bit more lasting. Luckily for me, it was only small, practically nothing really, but it could have been a lot worse; one of the girls staying in the same place had wrecked a knee on the slopes and was stuck indoors every day.
I’m kind of ambitious, I like to challenge and improve myself, and this sometimes means I bite off more than I can chew. If that’s a character flaw, it’s one I can live with. So, fourth day on the mountain and I’m having a great time messing about on the small jumps and ramps. Not the half-pipe mind, - I couldn’t swallow that yet, let alone chew it. Anyway, I’m finally getting the nerve to commit to a jump, which of course makes it easier in the end and things are starting to come together nicely. This is where I should have been happy leaving it; a small improvement and a good basis for continuing to get better throughout the season. But that just wasn’t good enough.
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