I’ve been on this kick for the past few years of trying new adventures – anything from trying new sports, conquering my fears (like of heights, for example), or traveling to a new country. I’m back around the dial to “new sports” and decided to get back to playing in the snow. I used to ski a lot in my teens and 20s, but got away from it as life got busier and I realized what a money sink it is to ski.

This year, I’ve signed up for snowboarding lessons at a local ski area. They – thankfully – separate the adult learners from the kids and offer some pretty affordable packages if you don’t already own a snowboard. It’s been at least 8 years since I had strapped boards to my feet and slid down a big hill. At least with skis, you have bindings that release and keep you from breaking your legs when you fail in an epically awesome manner and go flying down the mountain totally out of control. You are strapped in on a snowboard. No quick release. No outs.

I’m happy to report that I have yet to break a hip, a wrist, or my face. It’s been a fun series of lessons. You can see my instructor below demonstrating just how supposedly east it is to snowboard. You may also notice how icy it looks. Yeah, welcome to New England snow sports. Pure powder is pure coincidence. đŸ™‚