I always try wait for the “last day” of the season so I can just f*cking send it. If I break my shoulder so what? Problem is: I usually don’t know what my “last day” of the season is until a week later, when it’s 62 degrees and raining…
Adding it all up, I got 23 days on the slopes: 4 in December, 5 in January, 9 or in February and 4 in March. Pretty good considering how short our winter has been with a late start, and here we are mid-March and the local hills have been closed for two weeks. Well, earlier in the winter I told you what my goals were, and I also told you that I was going to hold myself accountable, and here we are.
How would I grade myself? I’m going to give myself a B- mostly because I failed to get back on those spins (if you’re doing the math at home, these were my “final exam” and I basically didn’t show up for the test), and also because in hindsight, I think my goals weren’t lofty enough. I nailed most of them, and that tells me I need to push myself harder.
- Rails/Slides: I can back-board the boxes, but not rails. Didn’t try any front-boardslides. I’m doing 50/50 on rails with confidence now. Next year I’m going to have to add to this, with some 180/270 in/out, maybe try for the front-board, get those slides better on rails, and maybe some nose-slides which look super cool.
- Knockouts: 1. OK, so this wasn’t one of my goals, but I felt I’d put it up here anyways.
- 7 days straight: Got my seven-back-to-back in Utah, and hit 5 resorts out there. Awesome.
- Spins: Didn’t. It’s not that I didn’t land any, it’s that I didn’t even try. A week after we got back from Park City, I wrecked myself on a straighty and even though I went riding three more times, once was still pretty sore, the next was with my nephew, and the last was slushy-soup, I didn’t go for it. That wreck majorly f*cked me up. Mentally. I hit jumps of the same size on my final session, but didn’t touch the one that I wrecked on. It psyched me out enough that even though I told myself all day that I was going to get back to 3′s I didn’t even try. I’m disappointed because I got scared. And I know I shouldn’t be.
That sh*t has to stop. As the clock ticks away on this season, that’s goal #1 for next year. If I don’t do anything else, I want to knock that one down. You heard it here, first: if I only ride 3 days next year I will be thrilled if I can cross that one off the list (Note to wife: if I cross that one off the list on Day 2 or Day 3, do not expect me to call it “quits” for the season).
Is there a possibility for some overtime? Yes, and so there could be a comeback victory I suppose, but the clock is ticking and the weather is sucking.
