As I stand at the top of the snowy hill looking down and my future. I stand there contemplating what's going to happen to me. If I may hurt myself by doing this. Then I think. The hell with it I'm 16 and going to act like I'm 6! I grab the small air tube and sit on it. Laughing like crazy I sit there waiting for my path to clear. I stare at the jump we made and all I do is pray I will make it out alive. My path finally clears and I push myself off. I start to fly down the hill faster than anything. Half way down the hill I start to scream so loud you could hear me from a mile away. I finally hit the jump and fly up in the air. I close my eyes and start to spin. I reach out hoping to save myself but it's pointless. I just hurt myself even more. BAM! Pain is spreading around my body so fast all I can do is lay in the snow. I grab my shoulder now knowing I flew off the sled and did a neck/shoulder/face pant into the snow. People are now around me saying things I can't understand. I can make anything out of faces or what they are saying all I can do is feel pain. I finally get myself pulled together and turn over. I look up realizing who is around me and what they are saying. Pain is shooting in my left shoulder and neck. Yet all I can do is laugh, laugh, and say "Holy Mother of Mary did that hurt!" We all start to laugh. At that moment we all declared that the jump I had just taken was the jump of a life time.
Go Big or Go Home,
Maranda :)
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