Narrative Essay About Snowboarding

Snowboarding is one of the most enjoyed international pastimes. It presents you with this feeling of freedom and raw power as the cold air hits your face while you carve down the almost vertical mountain face dropping over steep clips and carving trough trees. These are just a few reasons why so many people internationally flock to the mountains to partake in this sport. Snowboarding provides people an escape from there comfort zone by pushing them to take on risks they would never have thought off before.

Throughout time, the progression and evolution of snowboarding has increased greatly. It has gone from non existence in the late 1970’s, to one of the most watched action sports in a matter of thirty-five years. The upward takeoff and popularity of snowboarding relies on two people, Jake Burton and Shaun White. Jake Burton back in 1977 had the vision for what snowboarding would be, but Shaun White had what it took to manifest that vision. Evidence has shown that time brings change in sports, history has repeated itself with snowboarding, this history reflects the time & changes that has occurred in America.

An interest, a hobby, or a lifestyle? Nordic skiing has put many tolls on my life. Through hard work and dedication; I have put myself in a position where not only would my application be incomplete without mentioning skiing, but my life would be unthinkable without it. To be a successful skier, there are many obstacles a person must overcome. Which all include an unimaginable prize to be won.

On a Tuesday night of my sophomore year, two weeks before the state tournament, we played Heritage Hills. On the mound, battling for every out, I attempted to keep the game tied. The count was two and one with two outs in the bottom of the fourth. I stepped up, wound up, and pitched the ball for the fiftieth time. Except this time the ball came flying right back towards me.

Imagine being at the top of the world, on a bitter cold mountain, over top of an enormous crowd. Below where you stand, the lustrous lights are shining on a massive jump, that seems larger than the mountain itself, created for the professional snowboard competition. This gargantuan jump will decide whether you win or lose the competition. Becoming a professional snowboarder has been a dream to me ever since I first was beginning to snowboard. Being on top of the enormous slope and strapping into my bindings instantly made me relaxed and put a grin larger than the slope itself on my face. Everytime I glide down the face of the mountain I become focused and dialed in on my riding. When becoming a professional snowboarder as an occupation, I would compete in large competitions such as the X- Games or the Olympics to win prizes and gain popularity. The excitement from competing in such a competition and the view the crowd would be something I would have dreamed of in my early stages of snowboarding. The experience would give me an overwhelming amount of adrenaline and make it feel as though my childhood dreams had sprung legs and walked through time towards my present day self. Professional snowboarding competitions would be give me the joy and passion as a dream job all while traveling and being with my friends.

I was sitting in the Livingroom staring out into the air waiting for the first snowflakes of the season to come down from the skies. I had waited all year for this so that I finally could go out and enjoy some real Norwegian pow. My dad had promised me that we would go out for our first ski tour together. Then finally it began to snow, it snowed more than 300mm the first five days. Then the day had come and we were sitting in the kitchen and planning our trip, I was so excited that I had everything packed in a few minutes. As we were driving up to the mountains my anticipation just rose. We were finally close enough so that I could see the peak shimmering in the distance. Arriving at the foot of the mountain we began to take on our skis. As I took the first steps in the cold and crisp snow, I knew that this day going to be one of the best days in my life. When we were circa halfway up the sun was shining through the thin skies and as it steady and slowly became lighter around us we could see the top of the mountain that was hiding behind the morning fog. At the time we reached the peak the sun was out glowing and there I turned around and look down the steep and majestic mountain, it looked like a big ocean of snow. I was prepared for the ride. Then the moment had come and we were ready to shred

The next morning, we went on the third floor to get my brother in law, sister, dad, younger brother, and John. On the way there, we started to get hungry so we stopped and ate at Steak and Shake. Eventually, we finally made it to the cabin and we all picked our rooms and relaxed for a little while. That night, my sister, mom, little brother, and I all went downstairs to the basement on the deck and got into the hot tub while the guys were playing pool.

When I started this writing journey, I decided to make my theme snowboarding because it ties into a large part of my life. It is a hobby of mine that I am adamant about. In my first paper, I compared a rail to becoming the student body president. In both situations it is something that a person has to be careful on and keep their balance. They need to keep their balance from the beginning to the end if the person plans to come off of the end of rail or the end of their tern smoothly.

Have you ever enjoy playing snow in another way? What I mean by that is snowboarding.

We took a while eating because my siblings used up all of their energy being excited and running around and just having a good time. It was getting late and the time was around 6:00 now. I didn’t feel like eight hours passed by. But my friend suggested on going on one more ride before we call it a day. It was getting dark and she suggested going on the sky screamer. We immediately tried to grasp a place in line as the park was closing soon. It was a long line and we waited for about an hour just to be near the front of the line. The last people got off and it was our turn. We basically ran to find a place to sit as everyone tried to do the same. I sat down next to my friend and we buckled our seat belts. Right before the ride, everyone took their shoes off and we decided to the same. The ride started powering up and it rose. We were twenty-four stories in the air and it was a sight. The sun was setting and the sky was full of colors of orange, pink, and yellow swirling around us as the wind blew in our faces. We started kicking our legs back and forth and I dared to look down as everyone was the size of almost ants below us. I zoned out on the whole view around us and I had realized I had enjoyed this day way more than I had planned or even expected. The ride started slowing down and soon we were back on the ground. I put on my shoes and followed my friend to the exit. The park was finally closing and we walked towards the exit as hundreds of people did the same. We walked to the car where I first had the regrets and the thoughts and all sorts of stuff. We climbed in the car. My siblings yawning and going to sleep. We drove out of the empty space and got on the highway. I popped in my headphones and looked out to the moon. I had hold of the rope I was desperately holding earlier. Now, I knew, I was never going to let

Snowboarding is a fun sport, there are many reasons why it is a fun sport. People enjoy spending the winter snowboarding on hills. There are many reasons why I think that. The first reason why many people think this is because you can go with your friends and go snowboarding.One of the examples because you guys can sit together on a ski lift and talk. Then if you guys want, you can go get hot chocolate or something else at the cafe.Another reason I also think that you can kind of get escape, One example is that you can feel yourself going down the hill and the air rushing at your face in the cold is pretty awesome to experience.One study in 2017 by Andrew davis shows that snowboarding relieves stress and relieves anxiety because spending time

More people are hurt snowboarding than any other outdoor activity, accounting for a quarter of emergency room visits, according to the first national study to estimate recreational injuries. Trailing snowboarding are sledding and hiking, researchers at the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention report in the journal Wilderness and Environmental Medicine. The most common problems were broken bones and sprains, accounting for half of all cases. "We want people to participate in outdoor recreational activities. But we want people to recognize that there's cause for concern and people can and do get injured," study co-author Arlene Greenspan said Tuesday. She said injuries can be avoided through planning and preparation: making sure your fitness

Growing up in colorful Colorado, I have been provided with marvelous opportunities just outside my front door. I am an avid skier and hiker, as I venture my way to the high country whenever I can. Recently my Father and I completed our 30th consecutive month of skiing. This trip taught me the satisfaction and sense of purpose included in being something larger than oneself. In addition, I enjoy hiking 14ers in the summer and playing ice hockey year round.

We left New Year’s Eve to go snowmobiling in the hills for the weekend. I was exuberant and ready to go. We loaded the snowmobiles on to the trailer so we could leave early in the morning then we wouldn't have to do it in the morning. I went to bed so then I could get up early to make sure I had everything. I got a text from my mom and said I had to go over to grandparents to get my snow pants. I went outside to start my car so it would warm up. I let my car warm up for a couple minutes. I left our to go over to grandparents. It took me about 15 minutes to get to their house.

Later that day, my sister and I went to the track at Memorial Park. My sister was teaching me how to bike. In the beginning, I was not happy and really wanted my dad to teach me instead of my sister. I was whining a lot whenever I passed my dad, but he always ignored me. Eventually, I gave up and allowed my sister to teach me how to bike. When I was finally able to ride the bike, my sister and I rode on the track together. We were talking to each other while paying attention to the road because