Have you ever had something that you have just always wanted to do? We all have this one thing, whether it is skydiving, running a marathon, or learning something new. Well for me, that one thing that I have always wanted to do is, learning how to snowboard. I had been dreaming about snowboarding for years, but I had never taken the initiative to go out and learn.
Until one winter I decided, it was enough dreaming. It was time to do it. Every year my school would take multiple trips to Big Rock for the kids to go skiing and snowboarding. This year I finally said to my friend Gage that I was ready to try out snowboarding. So we made a plan that I could borrow his old snowboard, and he had to teach me how to snowboard. By the time we had made it to the mountain, I have just about psyched myself up that snowboarding
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Trying to duplicate what Gage just did, I stand up and start down the hill. While picking up speed, I decide that it is time to make an S*; I bend my knees and go on my toe edges, sending me slightly to the right. So now to complete this S, I straighten out my legs and lean backwards on my heel edges. But instead of turning back around and completing the S; I fall directly onto my back, knocking the wind out of myself. But it was in that moment of failure that I discovered that it is not just leaning back and forth on your toe and heel edges: It is also leaning forward into the way you want to turn and using your whole body to swing yourself back around. Gaining a little more confidence in my ability I pick myself up and head straight down to where Gage is waiting for me. While I was gaining speed, I had a moment of realization that I did not know how to stop; so seconds before I made it to Gage I threw myself to the ground, to stop myself from colliding with Gage. He laughs as I sit up and brush the snow off myself. “So are you ready to go to the top?” Gage asks
. move. It's like when you stub your toe. The first thing you do is throw yourself on the bed or jump around. It was that same reflex” (Reynolds Kiely 22).
Kneeboarding is a water sport that I love. You are essentially skiing on a solid board, in a knelling position. When I was younger I had a near death experience with kneeboarding that made me terrified to kneeboard. After trying once more, I realized that kneeboarding has affected my life in so many ways that makes me a stronger person. Kneeboarding has made me more brave and daring in my everyday life
We quickly got off the chair, put on our bindings and went to a steeper route. I went down the hill first and reluctantly, I switched between my toe and heel edge like I was a pro! While I was going down the hill I could hear the wind whistling against my helmet and sound of my board carving on the snow. I was so hyped that I finally learned Snowboarding. After all those years only going on small hills on my heel edge, I finally was doing toe edge.
“Don’t hurt me, Brother,” he warned. “Shut up. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going to teach you to walk.” I heaved him up again, and again he collapsed (Hurst 3).
Starting at the young age of 11, I played soccer for most of my childhood years and as time went on I grew less and less fond of it. Once I started to discover Lacrosse and get familiar with it, there was a tryout for a small travel team called True Lacrosse. This team would later be considered family to me. I was substandard at the time and when I went to tryouts it was something I thought I guess I wanted to do. After I went to tryouts I came home really wanting to make the team at first.
Longboards is all fun and intriguing sport for most people across the universe. Longboards and traveling go hand in hand. Longboards entails traveling to various adventurous places and a different locations in different parts of the world. Traveling to adventurous places for londboardings enables longboarders from different parts of the world to associate and compete with one another.
I wanted a longboard really bad. As bad as I wanted it I didn 't want to earn it or work for it. But for my birthday I got 100 dollars cash. So I was saving it for a longboard.
I was in awe at how beautiful and elegant ice skating looked and wanted to try it for myself. My parents and I went to an ice arena called Northwest Ice Rink, we had met a kind lady named Ms. Jackie who didn’t skate herself but offered to teach me the basics of skating. I learned to march and glide on the ice with two feet, occasionally falling, but I remember feeling
Mom and dad, thank you for all of the things we have done in the past in winter. I have one particular memory. That is when I was very little. Around the age of four. One day, Courtnee, Celenia and I were all playing outside.
Dedication is the secret to success for many athletes. I started playing mini-mite travel hockey when I was five years old. At that level they focused on teaching us basics of skating and hockey skills. After playing travel hockey for a couple years, I quit hockey all together for coaching difficulties.
I’m on a mountain, I just overcame my first obstacle the chair lift. Which I thought would be harder than it was I miraculously didn’t fall or knock over the other skiers/snowboarders. I glanced back up at the gleaming mountain becoming easily distracted by the flawless stroke of every turn as the pros make their way down. I say quietly to myself “Isn’t this suppose to be a beginners hill?” They have gopros strapped to their helmets and are racing each other down.
All things in life can be enjoyable but also unexpected. Everyone has their own natural high. My natural high is riding my dirt bike. Even though riding my dirt bike is fun, it can also be very dangerous. It is very important to always wear safety gear while operating an off-road vehicle.
Inspired by that moment, I joined a track club and became captivated by the pole vault. The spectacle of flying two stories through the air seemed like the perfect challenge. Despite living in a sport-centric town, no local pole vault coach would teach me at my age. So every week my dad and I drove 2 hours to train at a special club.
I became obsessed. There was always something about that crunch on the ice when I took that step into my cross-over, the speed of the game, the intensity, and the gift of being able to play alongside 20 of my brothers to achieve the common goal of doing something bigger than all of us. I opened that heavy entrance door for the ice rink and immediately felt that rush of eagerness to lace up the skates. With this in mind, I took a step onto that ice and my tryout debut was incredible. I was ecstatic feeling that all my hard work was starting
I was finally stepping outside my comfort zone learning to ride a bike. The most memorable time in my life was the time my dad taught me how to ride my first bike. At the age of six he taught me the basics of riding a bike. Along with rules that were set in order to help me be responsible with my bike. I learned to ride a bike without training wheels.