Skiing and Snowboarding Keep My Mind Strong

With regular rain and warm weather, the skiing-snowboarding season is coming to an end—for the resorts closest to me. We are still hoping for a week of spring skiing and snowboarding at the end of March in Vermont, but the chance is also slim.

I spent 36 days on the terrains; therefore, my Epic pass was well worth the price. I still have so much to learn, but I am satisfied with my progression. I could snowboard down the double black diamond slopes with confidence and comfort. I also got my groove back on my skis. My skiing and snowboarding levels are at the same level, which is fun to learn new skills on both at the same time. As I am making the transition to carving on both, the season is wrapping up. I need to pick them back up again next year.

Without a doubt, I am in love with skiing and snowboarding. Whenever I put my mind into something, I have to go all in. Skiing was love at first sight for me. The movement I let my rental skis take me down the bunny slope, I never looked back. Snowboarding was the complete opposite. Eleanor Roosevelt once said, “You must do the things you think you cannot do.” I hated snowboarding when I first tried it. I gave up, but came back to it just to prove to myself I could do anything when I put my mind to it. I conquered snowboarding and fell in love with it.

My wife informed me that I am addicted and she was the one that got me hooked. No addict would admit he was addicted, but I can attest that skiing and snowboarding are therapeutic for me—not an addiction. They keep my body healthy and my mind strong. I used to hate the freezing cold in the winter. Now I pray Mother Nature for all the snow and the cold she could give us, but she hasn’t answered my prayers. This winter, once again, I didn’t catch a cold. Not only I didn’t get sick, but I also felt great.

The physical benefits were nothing compared to the mental benefits. Skiing and snowboarding helped me get through the darkest days in the last couple of months. Hitting the trails was like attending counseling sessions for me. The adrenaline rush of going down the terrains and the peacefulness of the mountains when no one was around left all of my worries behind. It was pure escapism.

I don’t have a strong mind. I get stressed out easily. I lack self-confidence. I also get lots of anxiety. My coping mechanism has been writing, skiing, snowboarding, and skating. I don’t let myself fall into depression. I don’t let anxieties take over me. I don’t wrap myself in a blanket and feel sorry for myself. My life is too damn short and too fucking valuable to be miserable. I never know when I will go.

My arms are too short to box with life. I have to let go of anything that is out of my reach. I learn to differentiate what I can and cannot control. What I have come to realize is that the only control I have is my own mind; therefore, I need to pay attention to it. I need to nurture it and guide it to the right path. Between maneuvering around the mogul fields and navigating my ways down the steep slopes, skiing and snowboarding help keep my mind strong and prepare me to deal with problems in life. I will ski and snowboard for as long as I can.

Bonjour Vietnam