Well sometimes you're craaaaaaaaaaaaazy!
and you know what.
Sometimes, when I think about it, cognitivly, with much introspection and how shall we say this..... gumption!
I think I'm craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa zyyyyyyyyyyyy!
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Well sometimes you're craaaaaaaaaaaaazy!
and you know what.
Sometimes, when I think about it, cognitivly, with much introspection and how shall we say this..... gumption!
I think I'm craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa zyyyyyyyyyyyy!
Skiing sucks especially powder skiing that really sucks, and steep stuff that really sucks. Oh and trees skiing around trees in deep powder that really really sucks, and backcountry skiing in deep powder where at the end of the day you get to hang by the fire and drink with friends knowing that tomorrow will suck as bad as today, ya that sucks. Hiking past people in the spring when your in ski boots sucks too especially if you bring beer to drink in the sun after skiing all that spring corn. Spring corn sucks too.:D
I haven't skied in a week that sucks:frown:
It’s the feeling of effortlessly quick acceleration coupled with balance and the adrenalin charged muscle control that sets the mind free from the body, putting you in a zone like no other earthly experience …… uh, except sex ;)
My wife had her first real powder day this year. She talked about it for the next week, trying to describe it to people who don’t ski. I just kept my mouth shut, how do you explain what freedom is to some one who has never left their cage?
I ski because skier666 told me it's cool.
I love everything about it. except spending thousands of dollars a year, that really blows.
so true. When you try to explain it to someone who doesn't ski all you get is blanks stares or comments like "that sounds like fun...".
I ski because there's nothing else in the world that makes me feel "free" like controlling my fall down the side of a mountain.
I think we start out skiing because its a helluva sport and we end up loving it because it becomes an art. Music in motion baby. Does that make sense to anyone else, or am I turning into a hippie?
I used to think showing somebody a pow segment, or even just a really technical line, from some ski porn would give them an idea... I'm always shocked when they lose interest after about 4 seconds.
Maybe I'll be able to get her out on skis when my kids are old enough to start.... I don't necessarilly need her to join me on the hill, I just wish I could make her understand.
Everything written in this thread makes sense to me, and I'm sure most feel the same.
The rhythm, the line, the originality, the expression... hell yeah it's an art. I think that's what a lot of the PSIA/PMTS/Epicski folks don't *get*.
There was an article in the photo annual about the tracks we make on the side of a mountain...
[QUOTE=BigAirSkier1580;1193995]That's quite ballsy of her...
yeah these salt lake girl are really something...i dont even know what else to say besides that
reminds me of the "what does skiing mean to you?" thread from a while ago...
I only ski beacuse I lost my bigfoot snowlerblades; now that's some fun shit. Couldn't even begin to describe how fun they are... Like running through the woods with small animals strapped to my feet.
this thread has been so interesting to read. i started riding just two years ago and didn't get skiing or riding or why anyone would venture out of a warm house into snow. it doesn't compare to anything else-it's the most addictive thing i've experienced, more so than drugs or sex, both of which are quite fun. Snowboarding feeds my soul. It helps me turn off the job and things that mess with my head-without it i'd be in therapy way too much. No matter what the conditions are, there is something to work on to improve. in the two years since i started i've logged in about 120 days on snow, have lied about my whereabouts to my boss, spent thousands of dollars. I am a proud junkie and i heart my mid-life crisis.
Griz, I agree, it's an art, music in motion. And like shizzle said, skiing feeds my soul. It's a meditation, a dance with the mountain and Mother Nature, a way to just let loose and giggle uncontrollably as I float down the mountain, a way to feel like a kid at a time when everyone around me feels the same way so they don't think I'm nuts, a way to feel absolute abandon, it's heady, it makes my heart pound when I'm standing atop terrain that scares me a bit, and it makes my hear pound when I'm standing at the bottom of that same terrain after I've become one with it.
It's a way to feel like I am part of all that is: the ultimate communion with nature, the mountains, friends and family.
See, now, running I don't understand. You couldn't pay me.
Hiking's better, but still an assload of work. (Yes, I don't earn my turns much.)
I think that for me, it's gotta be the speed and the floating sensation.
I blame my wife who traveled,
I needed something to do
You don't know what we can find, Why don't you come with me little girl on a magic carpet ride.(If you could ski)
Hopefully said wife doesn't answer with something about fixing up the bathroom or getting some ruffled, poofy pillows for the couch!
When I tell people skiing powder is better than sex, that gets their attention.
Edit: Guess I should have read the entire thing.
I kinda feel bad for people who can't draw some parallel's to why I love skiing so much. When I talk to a friend about Waterski, Wakeboard, Kayak, Climbing, or any number of other activities I can quickly relate to the draw.
It seems like people who don't have these kind of experiences/passions are missing out on something in life. I feel bad for these people b/c they have no idea what they're missing out on.