As I was sitting in the library today studying for one of my last finales of my college career the thought of skiing popped into my head like it does everyday. You know, men think about sex every 5-7 seconds a day if it is intentional or not. I however think about skiing ever 1-3 seconds. So basically every second of everyday of every year. Anyways, I was thinking how lucky I am to know what the feeling of perfection is. Perfection is the only word I could come up with. A quote that has kept running through my mind through the past 2 1/2 years was a quote my Mr. Shane McConkey: "You put on your boots, click into your binding, dust the snow off your skis, and head out for the chair, and it doesn't matter that you failed a test, didn't get the girl, or that your life on on a one way trip down the shitter, your world is right for the next couple of hour". Skiing no matter how frustrated one gets when one dose not land a trick or how hard you afterbang after finally landing that one trick is all perfection. Every damn minute of it. Enjoy every day you have and make sure to know how lucky YOU are to know the feeling of perfection.
Thats what goes through my mind.