Boarding Therapy.

Remember when I was grumpy?
Having a terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad-day?

Turned into a whole week.

Lasted forever and ever and ever.

Until yesterday.
I went to Powder Mountain by myself.
Spent the entire day doing as I pleased.
No cell phone. No iPod. No nothing.
Just me and snow and sun.

Felt A M A Z I N G.

I feel so refreshed.

Bruce came up later, ran a couple runs with me.
Then he broke his wrist.
That was pretty shitty.
Yet, still a real great day.

Now I ask you, reader:
Why have I spent 22 years of my life never snowboarding before?

Why has no one told me how great it is?

---except Josh #3.