So today I went up skiing and it was a pretty sick pow day. On my second run I was coming down and I hear a funny yell behind me. A 230 pound retard comes hallin ass out of some trees and hits me from behind. I get the wind knocked out of me and my shoulder and head both hurt. He thinks hes a doctor or something cause he asks me all these questions then leaves. I ski to ski patrol cause my shoulder was hella hurting. The send me to the hospital because they think i broke or fractured my collar bone. When i get to the hospital i learn that my collar bone is broken and that my season is over.
The sweet thing about this it that when i fell i bent the shit outta my poles and now i have some sweet racing poles!