Day 112- Tired Already

Went snowboarding today up at Mt Baker for the first time. I was eager to see how it compared to Mt Hood, and the answer is that it just doesn't. Chutes, cliffs, deep snow, it's got it all, and you don't have to look very far to find all of it. The first run of the day was AMAZING, riding in fresh powder up to mid-thigh. It was a little heavy, but that's the Northwest for you. At first, this was tolerable. But later on as the snow continued to fall and turned to rain the runs got more choppy, the snow got heavier, my pants soaked through for the first time since I bought them 2 years ago, my legs are simply not in snowboard shape yet, and riding a true-twin tip park board with edges that haven't been tuned in 4 years doesn't help either. In short, while I was certainly impressed with the rugged experts-only terrain, the snow was less than stellar, so the day was somewhat short. It'll be sick in the spring when it's sunny.

I returned to the dorms to discover the Seahawks game on, and I fell asleep to the 'Hawks getting whomped on by the Packers. Went to dinner, and (Western students will know what I'm talking about) as I went to swing over the stairs on the pizza side of the dining hall, I lost my grip, stretched out and landed at the bottom of the stairs flat on my back, laughing SO hard. Everyone (lucky there were no girls I was attempting to impress) gazed down at me, all with that "Oh Junk, I want to laugh but I want to make sure he's ok" look. I swore I must have seemed drunk.

And now I'm here, and if people are around, it'll be a late night again. Get up, go to church in the morning since I didn't go to CCF.

My shoulder hurts. And my knee.