Snowboarding...

Last year at this time, Jason and I went to Lee Canyon to learn how to snowboard. We thought it would be a blast to go to Canada on our honeymoon and snowboard on the slopes of the Northern Rockies. I failed miserably. I knew there would be a lot of falling, and I knew there would be a lot of hard work. Had I had snow pants on instead of jeans, I think I could have toughed it out, but when I fell on the binding, my leg really started to hurt. I started complaining, but Jason and the instructor just thought I was being a girl. Not to disappoint them, I tried to make it down the rest of the hill. I finally made it and when Jason and I got back to the top of the hill, I told him that I wanted him to keep learning and going, but I needed to stop. My leg hurt too much. With a sympathetic, pathetic look in his eye, he said, ok.

He did great the rest of the day, of course. He enjoyed himself quite a bit. He tried to let me know that he was proud of me, but "[He] just wished that I would've tried harder."

I kept thinking to myself, maybe I did quit too early. Maybe I'm making a big deal out of my leg when it's actually nothing. Well, when we got home and I was changing into my pj,s, I found a bruise the size of my palm where the binding hit. Ouch! It did hurt, but when I woke up the next morning, this is what I found...

DOUBLE OUCH! I showed Jason and he felt terrible for giving me such a hard time. I told him he should've believed me, but noooo. I hate complaining about things, so lessoned learned, if I complain about huirting, I really do hurt.

Well, here it is, nearly a year later and the Paulson's ask us if we want to go with them on their annual Brianhead trip. I jumped on that opportunity cause any chance to get out of Vegas is one that I will gladly jump on quickly! Jason was also very excited to go cause we hadn't attempted snowboarding yet this year. So, after he got off work on Saturday, we started our journey to Brianhead.

Our stay was so fun! Gretchen, Chad, Jason and even 3 year old Kaya all got on the slopes. My purpose of going up was to hang out with Isabel (Izzy). Izzy and I went over with everyone else, but she was sooo tired. Crying nearly the whole time. So we went back to the hotel and as soon as we got there, she crashed hard! Even when I tried to get her up to go and pick everyone up, she was like a rag doll. We were all going to go tubing so I could be on the slopes, but they closed early on Mondays. (Wonder if that has anything to do with FHE?) Anyway, as we stood around waiting for everyone to meet up, I saw the slopes and though I was still a little nervous from the year before, I yearned to be on them. Next year, I think I am going to attempt skiing again. Haven't skied since middle school, and I got the hang of it real quick then. SO I'm thinking that maybe I will just remain a ski bunny instead of a snowboard bunny.