re: #79 coin operated

Dad forbade my brother and I from getting into downhill and grand slalom. I wanted to race, but he was in no mood to watch gates on the weekends. I firmly believe he did me a favor keeping me off the course and enjoying recreational skiing…

Running gates made me hate skiing. And I ran too many gates. The reason I took up snowboarding as a teenager, because I was desperate to make sliding on snow FUN AGAIN. Now I’m elite telemark. It’s been a fun odd journey… But I question myself.

re: #81 jaunte

Too much doing what you love? Doesn’t sound like ruin.

Skiing made me a raging alcoholic, made me grandiose in my 20s that alienated almost everyone around me except those that knew of my weirdness (a number of people in Steamboat I can count with one hand), and thinking of skiing - I mean truly thinking of what skiing is on this planet - it’s gotdam depression inducing.