Ok.
Now I know what all the fuss is about with snowboarding.
The aches and owies.
The total body fatigue.
And the inability to move without wincing the next day.
I think I was just being a woosy girl in New Zealand, not pushing myself far enough.
But when your first run away from Bourke St on Mount Buller is a black run your boyfriend tricks you into going down, you know you're going to be hurting.
AND I LOVE IT!
I had so much fun.
We just went up for the day on Monday and I actually saw it snow. Not just the snowmakers hurtling fake snow at you as you go past on the chair lift, but real snowy snow, which makes it really hard to see were you're going. But the rest of the day was beautiful.
So now I'm off to the end of season sales to get me some of my own gear.
1 comment:
Wow Amy. I' so impressed. A black run is enough to make you sit down & crawl all the way home. What a star you are. Can't wait for pictures of your new fashions. And remember when it's summer in the southern hemisphere & ther'e no snow!!!! It's winter in the northern hemisphere where Aunty Joey lives!!!!!! Pyrenees???? anyone???
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