Snowboarding and Hitchhikers

So I went snowboarding today.
Alone.
It reminded me of The Family Man, when he talks about how he's going to spend hours and hours skiing, utterly alone. I got there at 8:45, and left at 4:ish. I was so beat. On my last run I thought I was gonna kill myself. I'd had a couple close calls already, and now that I was virtually falling over from fatigue... Needless to say, I enjoyed it. For some reason I feel a tremendous pressure to be good at it. And I just am not. I have to keep reminding myself that I am self taught, and in the process of learning.

Whenever I go do stuff alone, that I enjoy, but have nobody to go with, I meet weirdos. I gave a girl hitchhiker a ride up the canyon, and another guy a ride on my way down, both were employees if Brighton. I didn't feel like they considered it much of a favor - I then realized that they were just moochers. If you got a free ride everyday at someone else's expense it would be hard to be grateful, you'd almost come to expect it. Hm... I wonder if that is what happens to people who take advantage of government programs.

But, I digress.

I was talking about snowboarding. It's not easy. But it never ceases to amaze me how pompous some people can be. If someone is skilled at something they have to make a choice, to befriend those who are not, or to look down on them. The worth of a person is shown by their interaction with others. Financial status, talent, and expertise have nothing to do with it. I have met some nice people, and some inconsiderate people.