Ten New Things: Snowboarding

Yesterday, Dave and I went to Mt Baker in Washington State to go snowboarding.  It was his second time and my first.  I had been wanting to try snowboarding since I moved to the West Coast.], but last year the snow was minimal and the Olympics created a distraction for all of February.  This year, however, I was determined to try it and my boyfriend was super keen on taking up the sport.

Dave was worried that I would hate snowboarding, but decided to let his worries go.  He was hoping that it would be something that we could do together.  I convinced him to take a beginners course when we got there and it proved really helpful for both of us.  I really enjoyed it and didn’t find snowboarding all that difficult.  After the lesson we went for lunch, where I proceeded to treat myself to a burger, fries and pop, a combination I haven’t eaten in a long time…I quickly realized there was a reason for that.

As soon as I started locking my boots into the snowboard, I was frustrated and uncomfortable.  Next, it took me forever to stand up.  Suddenly my patience was spiralling out of control.  Dave started off down the hill and I followed.  It only took about 3 mins for me to take a hard fall forward and land in a painful position where I heard my neck pop.  The pain shot through by back and head.  I could actually feel my jaw and tongue throbbing.  It hurt and I felt like crying.  I managed to hold it together though and laid on the ground, with Dave beside me, for a few minutes.  I think that was the moment I started to give up.

I forced Dave to go on without me, he was doing far better and I couldn’t even manage to stand up. (My greatest difficulty.)  I stuck to a small little slope and Dave did a more difficult loop of hills.  After about the 5th time going down the small slope I was done and called it quits.  Dave’s fear came true, I did hate snowboarding a little.

By the end of the day I was sitting in the lodge reading my book while Dave snowboarded.  It was obvious this would be his sport and not mine.  I am happy that I tried it and that it didn’t cost much ($30), but my fear of hurting myself further and my frustration with getting up on the board did me in.  (I actually wasn’t too bad once moving.)

Bright points in the day:  Going to Applebees in Bellingham, where I had a Mud Slide, going to Trader Joes, where I bought some Warre’s Port for $13 and stocked up on my trail mix for work, finishing knitting Dave’s slippers during the drive, beautiful scenery and realizing just how patient Dave really is.  :)



Pretending to be having fun.


Dave actually enjoying himself.


Lots of snow on Baker still, judging by the amount on the sides of the road.

Time to get back to XC Skiing.


Realities of Life

I have been reading a book called The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin, which I really recommend even if you think you are an overall happy person.  Here are a couple things I have learned so far…

Things you used to enjoy

I have started to feel guilty about not being enthusiastic about things I used to be enthusiastic about, such as going to a small concert, and standing in the tight crowd singing along with a band.  I have had friends ask me lately to go to concerts like this, and while I feel like, “Yes, I want to see that slightly obscure band!”, I don’t enjoy those concert scenes anymore.  However, on Friday, I went and saw David Gray at The Centre for Performing Arts.  Do you know what I said to a friend I went with?  “I’m so happy that I get to sit through this entire thing and take it in.”  Wow, suddenly being 30 sounds and feels old.  But the reality is, I just don’t care to pour energy into things that don’t excite me any more.  I enjoyed immensely sitting with my eyes closed listening to the incredible music and Grey’s spot on perfect voice.  This is happiness to me.

It is okay to let go of those things that used to make us happy, and engage more in the things that make us happy now.

Things you will never do/things you can still do

Another topic of the book was realizing things you will never be or do and being OK with that.  You may also realize that you may not want those things anymore, so they shouldn’t be seen as disappointments.  Here are some of mine.  I will never:

  • marry Jonathan Brandis (Google him)
  • be a famous actor or the lead singer in a band
  • like dusting
  • be an art historian in a museum

Amazingly, I can only think of a few things that I wanted in life, but will never have, after racking my brain for 10mins.  The flip side is knowing all the things you still can do and, turns out, this list is far longer.  I can still:

  • write a book
  • travel the world
  • be the “crazy aunt” to my nieces and nephews
  • fall in love
  • learn new things and gain new passions
  • make new friends
  • learn to snowboard and surf
  • find a career I will love
  • make money off of a hobby
  • run  the Boston, New York and Rome marathons

What are some of the things you realize you will never do?  What do you look forward to?