Day 4 Snowboarding for the 2010 season
All night I kept hearing sparks and seeing them shoot
across the room for 4 hours, finally I went to the very super ancient heater in
the room and turned the dial to 1 the lowest at 4am. This seemed to have done it. I left the restroom window open because it
seems the cigarette smell came from there.
Plus I am used to having fresh air.
Air was seriously casino like in there, suffering.
I got up at 7am and made tea and packed. It’s getting easier and quicker for me. I don’t know maybe my state of mind is
clearer and less overwhelmed. Then I
drank pumpkin soup and ate the rest of the chocolate cake, then I
meditated.
I loaded the car at 8:40am. I got up to the top of the tram at
9:40am. It takes 1 hour for me to get
ready and be at the top I guess. It was
foggy and cold so I wore layers. As the
tram lifted up through the blanket of fog over the lake, it was all hot
sun. I was over dressed, too hot. I had to take layers off, I had a tiny camel
pack on, barely fits anything.
As I looked at the fog from above, I wondered if all fog
was grey. The fog and the valley to me
represented the Saha World and I am glad there are rides to lift you above it
so you can see and feel the sun, the sun has been here all along.
Snow was slushy.
Falling was painful today. I am
thankful of my butt fat and other fat for cushioning my falls. A lot more speed gain today on the slopes due
to the conditions. I am certain I can
zigzag on my heels. I can swivel on my
heels. I am both goofy and right footed
today. I have begun standing on my toes
and able to lead with my left. I am
getting the general feeling of balancing on my toes. I am glad I started to do this after watching
a teacher train kids, after that I got pretty into it.
It is the speed of falling that gets me concerned more
than the speed of downhill. Today I also
stretched the bunny slope ride by going crisscross down the slope instead of
straight down. After this weekend, I
feel like I can make figure eights by the end of this season. I hope to graduate beyond this bunny lift
too. I am pretty excited just thinking
about it.
I started the day with enthusiastic spirit. As I was on the slope I felt my fatigue. I wasn’t sore but mostly tired. I found myself sitting on the snow bank even
though my muscles weren’t burning. I
felt mentally slow too. At one point I
thought about leaving 2 hours early. I
thought about lounging out somewhere. I
thought about zipping through the slopes.
Then I decided it was okay to sit on my bum and watch others and rest
until I felt like getting up. It was
good to take the time to take care of myself this way and pay attention to
current needs.
I pressed on and began working on riding my toes. I was so excited, what was that fatigue and
calling a day before I even began sweating about? What pain?
Who is hungry? Time then flew by
too fast! I headed off the lift at
1:12pm and made it down to the car at 1:30pm.
My goal was reached. I didn’t
quit before reaching my goal. What a
task, to not quite early on and to accomplish what I set out to do. I need to look at this with the rest of the
areas in my life.
It took me 1 ½ hours to get to Placerville. The lack of familiarity of the curves in the
mountain and driving within the speed limit was good. Plus the blindness that comes from the
shadows and sun of the afternoon through the trees, the almost sunset winter light are just terrible
blinding driving conditions. The sun
sets around 4:30pm this time of the year. My eyes are unable
to flip back and forth that fast and in the midst of mountain sharp curves. It was a difficult drive on the one lane
mountain road.
Entering Sacramento vicinity I started to fade, I ate a
piece of chocolate cake. I needed to pee
but I refused to stop the car, I
couldn’t tell if it was Sacramento or
the hours I had been driving or just fatigue, I had to turn the radio on. My mind went from mountain peace calm to auto
pilot driving. I wondered if it is the
pains and stress of the cities that throws me off like that. I got back at 6:15pm.
