A Beginners Guide to Patients
• 1/10/2006 - The mountain.
I snowboard for lots of different reasons. It's something to do in the
winter. It's an athletic activity that does not involve being on any
sort of team, and I don't have idiots and egos getting in my way
(usually). Sliding around and getting the odd face full of snow
regresses me back to childhood in some ways. I can be a part of a
greater whole while up there; I'm part of the "brotherhood of snow".
When riding with friend, I tend to bond more tightly with them. I know
shared experiences do that, but snowboarding has always tied tighter
knots than, say, a night of drinking. I usually get a little taste of
sun up there, which helps stave off the SADS.
But the real end of the day reason is that when I'm on my board flying
down the mountain, that is all there is. For those moments that I'm
moving, I don't have anything weighing me down. I don't have a massive
student debt, a car that doesn't like to start, patients coming to see
me, problems, things I'm looking forward to, people that love me,
people that don't want me around. There's nothing except now, and that
release from everything that keeps me coming back. The here and now,
the moment. It feels like flying must... it's freedom.
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