Tuesday, January 29, 2013



Over the weekend, I broke my ass and my pride at the top of a mountain in a process also known as learning to snowboard.  While recovering from one of many aerodynamic falls on my face/ass/and shoulder, it occurred to me to wonder why I was going through this, and if this was related to a personality disorder.  It seems, the fun doesn't really happen until you have achieved a certain level of skill, and this assumes that you don't die in the process.  

Do you try to learn new things anymore?  And at what point do you lose the tolerance to go through the learning process? I don't think I'm there yet, but I suspect I may be a masochist.

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