My friends had been going snowboarding every friday for sometime now(one of the perks of living in the mountains)... without me. I know what your thinking, how could they possibly have any fun without having me around, well they did... some friends... Any way, I was wanting to go for quite some time, but I work fridays. After months of work, I'ld finally managed to talk my friends into going on a day other than friday, Sunday.

     We left at about 7:30am for Loveland, CO and got in around 9:30, just enough time to register for Ski School which started around 10. Shortly after starting the lessons, I had come to the conclusion that maybe I should stick to volleyball, somthing I'm equally bad at, but risk less of a chance of seriously injuring myself. I spent a good portion of the day lying on my back because of numerous spills which would throw me into the air, kinda like Charlie Brown. Lot's of time's I'ld only be up for about three seconds before gravity pulled me back to the earth.

     All in all, I don't think I actually did too bad for my first time, but I did do somthing entirely stupid... I didn't dress warm enough. Ok, actually, I dressed plenty warm, I was wearing 2 pairs of socks, sweats with fatigues on over, a long sleeve shirt with a heavy button up shirt over, my coat, gloves, hat, etc... Unfortuanetly, all the warmth in the world isn't going to help you when your clothes get wet.. like mine did. Mid way through the day, I lost any feeling to my behind. Apparently, my shirt had frozen solid enough that it was acting like a scoop everytime I fell, and kept shoveling snow into butt. After a few hours, I managed to scoop out enough snow from my pants to make a small snowman, his wife, kids, dog, neighbors, neighbors house, and his neighborhood. Too make a long story short, Jack Frost bit me in the butt... (I'm feeling much better though :)

Oh yeah, the pic is of Greg.