Torah Bright, I Am Not.

And that is stating the obvious.

I'm not Australian.  I'm not 5 foot 2.  I don't have a gold medal.

In fact, I'd never snowboarded in my life.  Until Saturday.

After watching several hours of snowboarding and seeing the ridiculously amazing things those athletes can do with a board strapped to their feet I decided it couldn't be that hard.  I mean, come on.


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 I was so off base.

Don't get me wrong, I had a lot of fun.  Probably the most fun I've had while falling. Constantly.  And the most humbling experience - my "instructor" was maybe 14.  The other people on the "beginner" hill were all under the age of 10.  I made a new friend, and he was probably 8.

My biggest victory of the day? Getting myself up (without having to roll over on my stomach in a move I fondly called "the beached whale") and resuming my trip down the hill.  Mind you, I made it down cleanly a few times and it felt like I was winning a gold medal.

So to all those Olympians - I salute you.  Especially that one snowboarder who fell on his face.  My wrists and butt know your pain.

And yes, I can't wait to go again.