Snowboarding is Like Life...
I love snowboarding. I mean it, I really do. Almost every winter I drive 30 minutes (what a long commute, huh?) from home to Villa Olivia Ski Resort in Bartlett, IL. Villa is by no means anything like Caberfae Peaks in Cadillac, Michigan or Heavenly Ski Resort in Lake Tahoe, California. I am still thankful for its intermediate level slopes and close location. At just around $30 for a lift ticket why not begin the boarding season with an easy prep run. It is an undeclared tradition between my younger neighbors and I to go to Villa at some point over the winter months. I am looking forward to continuing this tradition over Christmas break.
The former-flying-tomato (Shaun White) seems to receive the majority of attention in the snowboarding world. Recently Travis Rice, who first made a splash into the boarding scene back in 2001, when he was only 18, has been in the news again. He was a participant in the recent film The Art of Flight, an epic-shredding adventure. In a broad sense I look to him as a source of inspiration in both growing as a rider and excelling as a DU student. Going off massive jumps (which I have yet to come close to) can be compared to starting on projects and essays early while actively engaging in class discussions. Do you have confidence your abilities, in an admirable end-product?
This Advent season I am looking forward to the birth of Christ in the hearts of man, and a new pair of snowboarding gloves. The nativity is what matters most; gloves will eventually fall apart and more will be bought at a sporting goods store, but the hope of the Lord will keep my future outlook warm and joyful. I will conclude with this thought: Can anyone paint a masterpiece or compose a great symphony in a couple of hours?