Get Back Up

Sorry if this sounds cliche, but I was recently reminded of how important it is to get back up when you fall. Actually, I’m not sorry. Getting back up is important – in life, in love, in sports, in everything. Getting back up and trying again is the most important thing you can possibly do.

The other day I crashed hard on my snowboard, hit my head, and ended up with a pounding headache, a black eye, and a bruised ego. The way I see it, I’m very lucky. If I hadn’t been wearing a helmet, or crashed a different way, I could’ve been seriously injured. After taking a break to make sure I was ok, I hopped back on the chairlift and went straight for the trick again… and I nailed it. Even though I was still shaken up, I was pumped. I knew I had it all along; I just needed to show myself. Enjoy the video of my crash 🙂

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On a more personal note, I recently decided to open my heart for the first since it was smashed to pieces nearly two years ago, when my relationship of 7 years ended. I’m excited that I’ve found someone who makes me want to break down the walls I’ve built to guard my emotions, but risking getting hurt again scares the hell out of me. Most of me feels like the risk will be worth the reward, part of me feels like I’m just waiting to catch and edge and fall flat on my back, again. Let’s hope not… that hurts… a lot.

What I’m saying is that some things in life are much easier and much faster to come back from than others. It doesn’t matter how fast you fall or how slow you get up. What matters is that you do, and you do it for you… no one else.

I finally got back up. This time better. This time stronger. This time ready. And even if I fall again, there is only one thing to do…. get back up and try again.

“You cannot let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.”

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Friends on a Powder Day

Yesterday was the first time I saw the sun in almost a week. Did I care? No, because it has been snowing for days and days, leaving only one thing to do. Shred pow.

My mission? Vail.

I packed my bags, stopped by the office then made my way through a blizzard over the treacherous mountain pass. I planned on riding until 2pm and then getting some work done around Vail, but that didn’t happen. I met up with some friends, turned on my GoPro and we went hunting for the deepest snow we could find. Before I knew it, it was 4pm and the mountain was closed for the day. It turned out to be one of the most incredible days I’ve ever had on my snowboard.

I put together a short edit of the day so I could re-live the glory over and over. Check it out.