So I'm bombing it down Bald Mountain, at a certain local ski resort today, and by bombing it I mean I am hauling a$$ down the gravity gradient. It was indeed one of those days.
The weather - perfect
The Snow - perfect
Me - in the zone and skiing like a god
I'm thinking about taking a lesson to clean up my form, 'cause I want to look good, and right now, I probably don't. Saying that I don't look good is one thing, but I can ski anything with snow on it.
So the catch phrase came into my head:
What I lack in ability and style, I more than make up for with a complete lack of concern.
Realized that I don't care what I look like when I ski. The mountain sure as hell doesn't care, and that's the only thing I really have to deal with when I ski.
Let it snow.
