Monday, December 09, 2002
I'm sooooo sore right now. I have a foot-long bruise on the side of my leg and another bruise the size of an orange on my butt!
The foot-long bruise: So I'm on the chairlift with some dude. I notice that he's wearing jeans and snowboarding so I figure that he's a newbie. He mentions that he's not the greatest at getting off the chairlift...fine...we agree to let me off first. This doesn't happen...as the chairlift approaches the hill we both end up getting off at the same time. The dude trips and falls, I smash into him and fall and somehow get hit in the leg with his snowboard. Of course the lift operator has to stop the lift and make sure I'm ok (this is only the second time that the lift's been stopped for me)...
The butt bruise: I don't have a funny story to go with this one...I blame the patches of ice on the hills and my uncanny ability to gravitate towards them.
The chain reaction: This was the first time the chairlift was stopped because of me (I'm so proud of this one!). There are three of us on the chairlift...Alice, myself and an old guy...as we get off the lift, Alice sticks her pole out...I'm oblivious to the pole until I trip over it taking the old guy down with me. The old guy falls, I fall on top of him, Alice continues skiing. At this point, my leg is under a pylon, my face is in the snow and the old guy is underneath me. The lift operator runs over, lifts me up and lifts the old man out of the snow...haha...chair lift resumes operation...
Another vivid fall: The only description I have of this one is this picture
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I couldn't even reach behind me and snap my skiis off without Shawn's help...hehe...
...so Whistler was pretty fun...
The foot-long bruise: So I'm on the chairlift with some dude. I notice that he's wearing jeans and snowboarding so I figure that he's a newbie. He mentions that he's not the greatest at getting off the chairlift...fine...we agree to let me off first. This doesn't happen...as the chairlift approaches the hill we both end up getting off at the same time. The dude trips and falls, I smash into him and fall and somehow get hit in the leg with his snowboard. Of course the lift operator has to stop the lift and make sure I'm ok (this is only the second time that the lift's been stopped for me)...
The butt bruise: I don't have a funny story to go with this one...I blame the patches of ice on the hills and my uncanny ability to gravitate towards them.
The chain reaction: This was the first time the chairlift was stopped because of me (I'm so proud of this one!). There are three of us on the chairlift...Alice, myself and an old guy...as we get off the lift, Alice sticks her pole out...I'm oblivious to the pole until I trip over it taking the old guy down with me. The old guy falls, I fall on top of him, Alice continues skiing. At this point, my leg is under a pylon, my face is in the snow and the old guy is underneath me. The lift operator runs over, lifts me up and lifts the old man out of the snow...haha...chair lift resumes operation...
Another vivid fall: The only description I have of this one is this picture
. I couldn't even reach behind me and snap my skiis off without Shawn's help...hehe...
...so Whistler was pretty fun...
