Hobbies

Everyone needs a hobby, something to do.   

   We all need something to do to keep us out of the blue.   

   There are many ways to occupy yourself.   Some examples would be crafting, sports,dance and singing.  

    There are tons of things to do on this giant ball of dirt and water.
   But personally I like snowboarding.   I live for snowboarding.   It’s my passion.   I love the feeling of me rapping myself in piles of cozy gear. 

   The layers feel like a warm hug.

   I love the feeling of climbing up what feels like miles of stairs with the hope of an amazing adventure.

   I love the sound of bindings clipping.   I love chatting in the lift line and bumping into friends.

   I love the awkward waddle to the launch strip on the way to get on the lift.    I love snuggling in my dad's arms on the windy ride up.

   Time feels still wyle i rest in his arms listening to the wind blow and people zig and zag down the mountain.   

   I love it when we finally reach the top and time un pauses as I rush to put the lift bar up and slide down the unloading ramp.   

   I love deciding what path we will adventure down at the beginning of every run.

   I love scooting and tripping behind my dad so we find a spot out of the way to strap in.

   I love the sounds of snowboards and skis scraping on snow. 

  I love the sound of the wind whipping through trees and valleys making a powerful whistling sound. 

I love the feeling of me gliding on the snow faster and faster.

I love lying in the snow while I wait for my family to catch up.   The snow molds your body, comforting  every inch of your body like a hug.

I love going through the woods.   Flying past trees and stumps and rocks, being forced to pay attention so that I don't get my stuff rocked.

I love slowing down and playing in the woods. My dad ,sister and I scavenge for stumps, logs and rocks to jump or slide off.

I love hitting the trick park!  

I love soaring off jumps. I try my best to put my fear to the side and go as fast as I can.   I take off soaring through the air.   My heart stops as I look for the ground hoping I will land on the slope of the jump.

I love when I come up short on jumps, land on the flat and splat.    But my knees quite frankly despise that.   

I love the feeling of riding a box.   The slippery plastic makes you slide fast. I have to keep my balance in order to last the whole thing.   

I love exiting the trick park knowing I did well or sometimes eager to come back when I fail.

I love riding down to the lodge when the clock strikes 4:00 it's been a long day but I am excited for more.

I love going to the lodge,   Cozy as can be.   Smells of hot chocolate, fries and chicken tenders.

I love to order my favorite soda from the bartender.

I love to nap on the car ride home tired from my beautiful day on the mountain.

I love snowboarding and everything that comes with it.

It's my hobby.   What is yours?