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In Love?

OHMYHEART! Yesterday I went snowboarding for the very first time. And I think I might be in love. I had such a great time, and I did so much better than I expected too. And as I am laying here in bed writing this, my ENTIRE body in pain, I cant help but think about how I am going to make it up to Beaver again...the only explanation is that I must be crazy!!
First off I have to say this. I have some pretty great friends. In a group of five people I was the only one who had no experience skiing/snowboarding whatsoever. Three were skiers and two of us were snowboarders and I was starting at zero. They were all so patient with me and so nice!! I was getting so frustrated with myself about half way through and then I was even more frustrated because I felt like I was keeping them from having a good time. I just feel so thankful that they were kind enough to let me tag along and to teach me! They are all gems and I don't know what I did to deserve such wonderful people in my life. Blessed for sure!
So first off we get to Beaver and go in to do rentals and they give me ski boots...but I had no clue...so my friends saved me then....then I get strapped in and my dear snowboard friend started teaching me how to snow plow. I WAS AWFUL. It took me so long to try and get to the lift. But that was exactly how I expected the entire night to go. Then we get in line for the lift and he doesn't tell me anything he just sort of throws me into it all, which was fine, I did okay. Then we're at the top of the mountain. Again, fully prepared to spend the entire night on my butt I get started. IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO GO DOWN THAT FREAKING MOUNTAIN! I felt so bad! I kept falling and my friend was so patient and helpful and kind. So anyways I snow plowed down the mountain and got back in line for the lift. Rode back to the top, and this time I went down with a friend who was a skier...she stayed with me and she was so sweet! I did exponentially better that second time down the mountain...the number of falls in the single digits. Hahaha my friend was cracking me up though...every time I would fall I she would yell "Ky...did that hurt?" Ha let's just say they all hurt at least a little bit. I continued to go down the mountain and I felt like I was getting it a lot better than I expected but then at the same time I was getting so incredibly frustrated with myself. I am competitive. Even if it is just with myself. But I had a blast! Even falling on my butt and COMPLETELY wiping out all night (I am grateful my Mother raised me wearing helmets or else I would be in trouble right about now...I had some pretty intense crashes last night!) was just so much fun. and i feel like this will help make the cold weather more bearable, I hate it just a little bit less. Basically I loved it! I cant wait to go again...and I own my friends cookies or dinner or something for being such gems to me!:)

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