When is it going to snow?
My reason for wondering when the fluffy white stuff is going to start sticking to everything from the grass to the road is simple, I have a long commute and there are a lot of idiots who appear on the freeway at approximately the same time I do.
And you thought this was going to be about snow related sports, weren’t you?
Truth is, while I do have an appreciation for outdoor winter sports such as snowboarding, skiing, cross country skiing and other sports, I just can’t get motivated enough to participate in any of them.
Call me a scaredy-cat, but that’s what I am I guess.
The last time I put on skis was when I went on a ski trip with an ex-girlfriend and her entire family.
Not remembering where we went, I do know that we basically went on a bunny slope for beginning cross country skiers, then eventually started going down the other side of the big mountain after about an hour of uphill and flat ground skiing.
Going down, I couldn’t tell you how many times I fell on my backside, embarrassing myself in the process.
Let’s just say after the fifth time, I stopped counting.
Since then, I’ve never been much to participate in an outdoor winter sporting activity.
Many have tried to get me to go since then. In fact, a few college friends went so far as to blindfold me and then drive to a ski resort before I knew what was going on.
And because I almost left them behind afterward, they never tried it again.
The easiest excuse I have as to why I don’t go is probably because of the embarrassment. Too many people are watching you while they are doing all their fancy tricks. Then they see a grown adult fall flat on his face going down a bunny slope.
At least in bowling or golf, the only people who can ridicule you are your friends and family.
Golf even has tee boxes set up to meet the skills of the average golfer. The farther back the tee box, the more advanced the player.
As in all sports, practice and good instruction can lead to better play, higher skill level, so on and so forth. But am I going to take the time and effort to (initially) continually have to lug my body upright after falling for the umpteenth time, only to have an instructor say, “Good; try again?”
No. no. I just don’t have the patience for that.
Which makes me wonder why I took up golf.
But in the case of a sport that involves or requires snow, I will continue to boost the TV ratings by watching the professionals do it.
And what do I do when the outdoors get to sub-freezing temperatures and there is snow on the ground?
I break out my bowling equipment and head for the nearest bowling alley I can find.