Caveman.
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And its one of the best things that has happened to my skiing. Let me explain; For as long as I can remember I have been somewhat apathetic about life in general. Sometime this late spring/early summer I made the decision that I just don't really care what happens anymore. I am not a complete failure, I still have a job, am in second year of college, have friends etc.. but I don't really give a fuck anymore about what happens in life. Or happens to me. Kind of like I quit trying and lost fear of getting hurt but at the same time funneling that negative energy into skiing. I guess its probably self destructive but at the same time I can seize the day, push myself and not worry about regrets. This summer when I was kayaking with some friends, I jumped off a cliff into a river that was so high that the impact gave me a bloody nose, cut up the inside of my mouth from my lips pressing against my teeth, and I had a headache for the next couple days. I did this because I wanted to scare the shit out of myself, somewhat desensitize my body to fear in hopes of further progressing this winter. Looking back on this past year, other than spending a week in Wyoming hiking with some of my family, I can honestly say that the only good memories I have are those of skiing or getting drunk with my friends. Its the best thing that has ever happened to me and I honestly don't know what I would do without it. Being alive can be difficult but its rewards can be great if you look for them.
Carpe Diem.
Sorry for the rant..
Carpe Diem.
Sorry for the rant..