Hi again people!Here comes the first actual post on my new, shining, sparkling and reedited blog!
This post is a follow up on the latest post on my former blog, which you can all by the way, not see.
The post ended: "Can't wait to hit that powder!", of course referring to the three feet of new powdery snow I expected.
As it turned out, I didn't hit any powder, but I did hit ice and I hit it hard!
I wasn't even skiing. Though skiing since I was three years old, my first actual accident was on a sled.
My family and I, due to poor weather, decided to take a brake form the skis, and drove to a nearby skiing resort, which had a special made sled track.
When I say sled, I mean sled. As in a good, old-fashioned wooden sled, only with a few modern upgrades such as a soft plastic seat. As it turned out, these things can go fast as hell, and my family and I were enjoying our selves for a good couple hours. The only thing was that for every time we took the track, which were by the way a good 2 miles long, the track got more and more icy, making it incredibly difficult to control the speed of your sled.
Laying on our backs on each of our sleds, my brother and I were going down the hill at a good 30-40 miles per hour. All of a sudden my brother crashed and fell off his sled, only 5 meters away from me. Not wanting to hit him, I forced my sled past him, and before I could react I flew off the track and into the side of the mountain.
I completely panicked and the deep pain in my back made me think I broke it.
It was all very dramatic, but luckily the pain wore off and now, here I am sitting on the couch with an aching back, waiting for my still skiing family to return.
Thats right - gimme pity!
Thats all folks, I'm out.
Frederik Middelboe.
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