1 for 14- #7 Go Snowboarding!

This Thursday, I completed the first of 14 things I plan on doing this year! I should probably work a little harder on getting these done. I doubt I'll finish all of them if I average one every other month.  Regardless- I have done the first and thought you might want to hear about it. It was quite a grand adventure.

Wednesday evening, my roommate and I were walking onto campus when a friend stopped us to let us in on a secret.  There was someone on campus from a nearby ski resort, if you went up to him and told him that you liked skiing, he would give you an all-day lift pass valid for the next day.  My roommate and I looked at each other, I only had one class, she didn't have any.  We had no clue how much it would cost to rent skis and boots, but we figure it would be cheaper with a free lift pass than without.  We hurried off to acquire passes, then rushed to a computer to check rental prices.

We learned renting both skis and boots would only cost $27.  Then we discovered that renting both a snowboard and boots would only cost $35!  At this point, the scheming turned into planning.  We were going snowboarding the next day.  We figured it would be even cheaper if we could borrow a snowboard or boots from someone we knew, so we posted our plans on facebook and continued scheming with great enthusiasm.

To give you an idea of how enthusiastic we were, it took us 3 hours to remember that neither of us have snowpants or gloves.  In fact, neither of us had ever been snowboarding and were completely unaware of anything else we might have needed to do so.  Our solution- post again on facebook that we needed pants and gloves and asking for suggestions of what we might bring.  You know you have a great group of friends when it only takes another half hour to acquire all we needed (except the boards and boots, but it wasn't too much to rent).

We woke up bright and early the next day, eager for our newest adventure.  We got to the ski resort, picked up our snow boards, strapped them to our feet, and then fell down.  We spent the next hour or so learning to stay balanced long enough to stay standing.  And then in another impulsive move, went to the top of the mountain to work our way down.  A large portion of the trip down was spent on our rear ends, yet somehow, at the very end, I managed to stay standing for the last 30 feet or so of the mountain.

We didn't give up though, at least not immediately. After another go down the hill (it should be noted, each of these attempts took nearly an hour), we realized we were thoroughly bruised and would probably injure ourselves in another attempt.  We came home, told everyone about our adventures, spent the next two days too sore to stand up, and then began planning how we are going to go again! Mom, Dad! I might need a snowboard for Christmas!