I would like to get outside more this winter. Took skiing lessons and hit my first run this month. It was fun until I went down a steep pitch, forgot how to not go really really fast, clothes-lined myself on the boundary rope, flipped over and ate sh*tface-first into a pile of snow and a bush. I'll be back... to the bunny slopes. Please tell me your most embarrassing winter sports story to make me feel better about my lack of abilities. (YOLO, right?)
Also, Go Hawks!