The Depths of Winter Despair

[Gutsy Parallel]

When I was 17, I went on a 2-night, 3-day ski trip to a place called Hakusan in Kanazawa after buying ski gear.
I learned the snowplow on the first day,
and by the second day, I was able to practice the parallel turn with my feet together.
(´∀`*) Hehe

However, the parallel turn was very difficult.
I could ski beginner courses just fine, but when I went to intermediate or advanced courses, the moguls were intense,
and it was impossible for a beginner like me.

But I didn't give up; I practiced over and over.
By going at a super slow speed, I could stop and avoid each mogul one by one,
so with this method, I could at least finish both intermediate and advanced courses.

That said, this wasn't the kind of cool skiing that would make me popular with girls,
so I wasn't satisfied and desperately practiced to be able to finish without stopping at the moguls by gradually increasing my speed.

While doing that, there were times when my speed would gradually exceed my ability,
and in those moments, I would inevitably fail to avoid a mogul, ride up over it,
fly high into the air, crash, and go tumbling.

I was practicing on an advanced course, but it was a very steep downhill slope,
so once I fell, I would roll quite a long way down,
and I had fallen so many times that I was spending more time rolling than actually skiing.

I practiced desperately, but because I kept crashing, I couldn't practice the essential skiing form,
and in the end, my parallel technique didn't improve at all by the time it was time to return to the lodge.
(´･д･`) Sigh

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[Covered in Bruises]

When I returned to the inn and was about to take a hot spring bath before dinner,
I took off my clothes in the changing room and, even though I hadn't felt any
pain at all since I slipped, I looked in the mirror and was shocked to see bruises
all over my body!
Eek! (ﾟﾛﾟﾉ)ﾉ

I must have been having so much fun skiing that the adrenaline
was pumping, masking the pain, and I felt that if I just relaxed in the hot spring
and went back to my room, the pain would start to set in.

However, since I wasn't in pain at the moment, I stopped worrying about it,
enjoyed the hot spring, returned to my room, ate dinner, and as I relaxed with a full stomach,
my whole body gradually started to ache.

Even though I was covered in bruises, I had warmed my body up in the hot spring,
making me feel all toasty, which only made the congested areas of my bruises throb even more,
so I instinctively went out to the balcony to cool my body down.

It started to get cold, but I felt the pain from the bruises
gradually subsiding, so I endured the cold in my yukata, cooling my body to the limit,
and when I couldn't take it anymore, I went back inside the room.

The room was very warm and comfortable, and as I started to doze off,
the bruises began to ache again, so I hurriedly cooled my body on the balcony and went back inside,
repeating this process about four times.

But after repeating that, for some reason, only the pain
subsided significantly, and I finally recovered enough to be able to sleep in my futon, so I was tired today
and didn't hang out with my friends at all, just falling straight asleep.
(=_ヾ) Sleepy...

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【Getting Too Carried Away】

The next day, the final day, we weren't leaving until the afternoon, so my friend suggested we go
skiing a bit in the morning. My bruises still hurt, but I thought it would be fine for a short time,
so I decided to give it a try.
°˖☆◝(⁰▿⁰)◜☆˖°

And so, when I first started skiing on the beginner course,
I was having so much fun and was so excited that I didn't feel the pain from the bruises,
and since I was able to ski comfortably without falling, I didn't go to the advanced course and stayed there.

I skied on the beginner course with some elementary school kids for a while,
and since I was able to keep skiing well, I got carried away and started thinking,
"If I can do this, I can handle the advanced course too!" and wanted to go.

I couldn't resist that feeling, so I finally went to the advanced course,
and since I was frustrated that I hadn't been able to ski well yesterday, I made a firm resolution to conquer it,
despite the bruises, and started skiing.

But halfway through, I got scared and my weight shifted backward,
at which point I slammed into a mogul at high speed, flew high into the air,
knocked over the safety netting, rolled about 5 meters, and stopped buried in deep snow!

When I tried to get out of there, I twisted my ankle,
and the pain made me realize I had sprained it. In that state,
I somehow managed to get back to the course, but my foot hurt so much that I couldn't
ski at all, so I dragged my leg and walked down.

After that, I waited at the meeting place with my friend, drinking coffee until the time,
and when my friend finished skiing,
I was in the depths of despair, and I ended up having to send my ski gear
by courier and go home.
(´；ω；`) sob sob