So i was a snowboarder for about 8 years and i went up to the hill fairly regularly. But i was getting tired of strapping in and getting stuck like a bitch (especially on pow days in the trees) while my skier friends just blew right by me. I was worried about not being able to keep up with the crew i usually ride with (mostly skiers) if i switched to skis. For the second to last day of the season last year, i skipped school, stole my moms skis and went up with my dad and he taught me how to link turns. I went up again that weekend, and by sunday, i was lapping the park with my friends: sliding smaller rails, riding switch, and throwing little 180s of small jumps. I knew i was done with snowboarding. I just ordered my first pair of skis and have never been so stoked for it to start snowing.
I know none of you guys give a shit about my little story but i dont give a shit. By the way I fucking love new schoolers.
