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    Jan222012

    #34: Learn to Snowboard

    "Enjoy yourself. It's later than you think." ~Chinese Proverb

    Spoiler Alert! I've been limping around airports all morning stopping every few feet to massage my right hip. For some inexplicable reason my right shoulder is aching as well and then there's the wrist problem. No matter because I had fun. In every sense of the word I enjoyed, I smiled, played, fell on my butt and kept on keeping on.

    Rewind to about a month ago when I ran into a colleague while in the break room to grab eyeglass cleaner and cold medicine. She asked what I had planned for the weekend and I shrugged. Nothing. She looked at me dismayed and said that she figured I'd be going to some amazing party somewhere that no one knew about. No. I was going to do some amazing cleaning and sleeping and I was going to rock my Netflix queue. She shook her head because here I was this 28 year old woman. Childless. Single. Completely free. And I was going to spend my weekend scrubbing my kitchen floor. This could not stand, man. She told me that I really needed to…you know…get out more. To be adventurous. I'd still have fun later, she said, even married with children but it would be a different kind of fun. Right now I have everything at my fingertips and as I write those words I forget how true that is. I get so caught up in the day-to-day and trying to keep my shit together even when my brain doesn't want to cooperate so I forget about just living. It sounds so cliche but the thing about cliches is that they're often true. So, I thanked her and the following week I decided that during my trip to Utah for Alt I would go snowboarding.

    Now would be a good time to mention that I am a creature of habit. I eat the same things and go to the same restaurants almost everyday to the point where it's like Cheers and everyone know my name. I have a favorite bartender and a favorite drink. I drive the same route to work. Talk to the same people. I like the routine and with bipolar disorder I need it. That said, I've become the most boring person you will ever meet in life. I mean, I know I can make things sound super exciting with all the exclamation points and OMGGUESSWHOIJUSTSAW in the world but damn. Not much is going on over here. For me to step outside of my comfort zone would be all great leap forward and shit. So…I just did it.

    I, Heather Barmore, was going to do something I had never done before and was totally fucking terrified of. I did it. It was thrilling. I didn't, like, become a new person so yeah, during my first run I panicked at the top of the mountain and promptly walked down the side to a lodge and took a shuttle - snowboard in hand - back to the lift but still. I tried. I took a lesson, I got on that snowboard and I made that sucker my bitch and I have a bruise on my ass to prove it.







    It was awesome.



    *Huge shout out to Solitude Resort and Alt for the lift tickets and good time. And instructor Mike for being very patient and telling me that I looked cool while riding.
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    Reader Comments (8)

    Nice! Good for you for breaking out of your "habit." I'm also a creature of habit and am trying to break out a little after being on a blind date and realizing, "Hmmm, I can't list 'sorting Netflix queue' as a hobby..."

    P.S. I learned to ski at Solitude Resort when I was a little girl living in Salt Lake City.

    January 23, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterAllie

    Congrats! Learning how to (not) snowboard was one of my favorite parts of that young, no responsibility part of my life. I sucked, I never did get down that fucking hill, but I had a ton of fun trying. Then I traded in what was left of my lift ticket and got a massage.

    January 23, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterAmelia Sprout

    The thing I always loved about skiing was that it doesn't *always* hurt when you fall. Unless, you drink a lot, take off your skis, then play a game where you spin around your ski pole and try to run 20 yards. THEN it hurts.

    January 26, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterMomo Fali

    [...] It started with an admission that nothing much was happening: I ran into a colleague while in the break room to grab eyeglass cleaner and cold medicine. She asked what I had planned for the weekend and I shrugged. Nothing. She looked at me dismayed and said that she figured I’d be going to some amazing party somewhere that no one knew about. No. I was going to do some amazing cleaning and sleeping and I was going to rock my Netflix queue. She shook her head because here I was this 28 year old woman. Childless. Single. Completely free. And I was going to spend my weekend scrubbing my kitchen floor. This could not stand, man. She told me that I really needed to … you know … get out more. [...]

    January 28, 2012 | Unregistered Commenterdustbury.com » Nothing t

    [...] It started with an acknowledgment that zero most was happening: I ran into a co-worker while in a mangle room to squeeze eyeglass cleaner and cold medicine. She asked what we had designed for a weekend and we shrugged. Nothing. She looked during me perturbed and pronounced that she figured I’d be going to some extraordinary celebration somewhere that no one knew about. No. we was going to do some extraordinary cleaning and sleeping and we was going to stone my Netflix queue. She shook her conduct since here we was this 28 year aged woman. Childless. Single. Completely free. And we was going to spend my weekend scrubbing my kitchen floor. This could not stand, man. She told me that we unequivocally indispensable to … we know … get out more. [...]

    You are an inspiritation to all of us that hug our comfort zone tight and wont let go until its absolutely necessary...so I guess I need to blow the dust off my bucket lists of dreams, goals and to-do-at-some-point-in-my-life's....

    January 31, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterJakki

    Ms. Heather Barmore! I was looking at some old blog posts--as in, seven years old--and there we were, chatting away like old buds! Amazing how time flies.

    I'm so glad to see you're still typing away. I must reacquaint myself with your doings! :-D

    I hope all is peachy!

    February 1, 2012 | Unregistered Commenterwunelle

    I totally get the creature of habit thing. I've had the same Qdoba salad for lunch for something like 80% of days over the past nine years (the exceptions are when I can't avoid it or the occasional day where I'm, you know, sick to fucking death of it. But that passes). It's mostly food for me, but things like driving routes and day-off routines apply a little as well. I guess that's just how I roll!

    February 1, 2012 | Unregistered Commenterwunelle

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