Robby and I both had last Friday off, and somehow I allowed him to talk me into a snowboarding trip. So, bright and early on Friday morning, we pulled on our snow gear and headed up to the Mountain High ski resort with our friend Abe.
It was a perfect day for snowboarding, slightly overcast but not too cold. I was scared that one of us was going to get hurt (especially after Robby’s last ski trip, which left him with a partially torn ACL), so we signed up for beginner lessons. The lessons were kind of a waste of money, because I could barely hear the instructor through my helmet! I definitely learned more by listening to tips from Abe.
We ended up spending the day on the beginner slopes, just trying to see how far we could go without falling on our butts. I spent a lot more time on the ground than I wanted, which meant that by lunch time I was exhausted from the effort of trying to push myself up–I didn’t realize how hard it would be to get up with my feet strapped to a 5′ long board!
After falling a lot, I was finally able to make it down the slope a few times in the “falling leaf” pattern, and I was proud of myself for that. Although we were both tired and sore by the end of the day (and even more sore the next day!), snowboarding was more fun than I was expecting. I’d definitely do it again sometime!
Here are some pictures of us shredding the beginner slopes.