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Well what can I say it was all downhill from here.....after getting the courage to go skiing, what else could I say. I hop off the ski lift and look for the beginner's run. Just as I near what I believe to be it, I slip to the side and down I go! Swoosh! "Oh my God! What the hell! How do I stop!"
Thoughts are rushing through my mind - this can't possibly be the easy slope! Oh gosh, a tree, how the hell do I turn in these freaking skis!! Thud! I drop my ass into the snow in hopes of slowing down before I hit that inevitable tree. However, I'm not slowing, what the hell am I to do, I'm going to become some tree's new human bark.....I'm acting like a complete freak with my arms flailing and me screaming at the top of my lungs, and no one around to help! As I near the tree, I try leaning to the left, I am within feet of the tree and just miss it by a sliver! Just as I think I'm in the clear, up ahead is a ski jump, oh crap, why the hell can't I slow down....nearing the jump, I brace myself, I am approaching the jump, nearing the end of it, I feel like I'm flying, then look down and realize the ground is coming up at me.....BOOM!
I bolt upright, sweating. Thank God it was just a dream!
