As I stand at the top of the slope, checking my
goggles, adjusting my poles, all thoughts leave my mind. I stare down a long
white alley, edged with trees, dotted with jumps and rails. I point my tips
down the fall line; a feeling of exhilaration overwhelms me. I carve through
the snow, and become completely absorbed in the moment. As the lip of a jump
approaches, I set my spin and separate from the earth, leaving all preoccupations
behind. I forget about the stress of school, and the pressures of social life. In a brief moment of weightlessness, I feel free. Suddenly, gravity reclaims me.
Turning my head, I spot my landing. My skis let out a distinctive slap as they
make contact with the snow. The clean landing fills me with adrenaline and
satisfaction. Heart pumping, I glide to the chairlift and do it all again.
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