skiing is the best, theres not much else to say about it. nothing compares to the feeling i get when i'm on skis, whether i'm lapping the park, shredding pow or cruising groomers. i like to think that everybody feels like i do when they're skiing, or at least everybody on NS. my parents/friends don't understand why i enjoy it so much or spend money on it at all. i've had people make fun of me for "spending all your money on those stupid "sega" hoodies". it's not just about looking good or feeling good about how you look on the hill, but the way i see it, we only have a certain number of days each season, so why not make those days the best you can, whether that means spending hundreds on outerwear and tall tees, or eating shit 50 times just to get one trick. we'll break bones and waste money, but we have all our lives to heal and make more. nobody will ski till the day they die. i consider half of skiing to be what you do during the off season. i spend countless hours playing gnarshmallow, doing flips off of everything, throwing down on the tramp and scanning newschoolers for the best deal on a large jiberish aristocrat. i still consider that part of my love for skiing. here comes the hate, but when i work out i do leg presses with the sole purpose of making it easier to learn 270's onto the 3 rails at my mountain. i ski on the shittiest mountain in NH, with probably 3 days a season at loon or mt snow, i've never hit urban because i haven't had the opportunity to, and i can't spin more than a 7, let alone throw a rodeo 5, but i appreciate every moment i'm on skis. my love for skiing didn't change at all when i discovered the park, it's always been the same, indescribable, surreal feeling.