Its day 2 of the
Falls Creek Corporate Ski Race 2000. I am at the top of the
slalom course -
waiting in line until its my turn to launch myself from the starting shed and
hurtle down the course as fast as I can.
Stay low, shoulders downhill, carve each turn,
early into each gate. I want to put in a good time on this run -
yesterday I fell on the 3rd last gate and screwed up the time badly. I have cleaned all the ice from my
bindings -
nothing to do now but wait until its my turn to race.
They are playing music through a loud-speaker up here, and some
soppy song comes on - I think Its by
Jewel. I've never really payed attention to it, but suddenly one line hits me like
a SledgeHammer in the chest.
Dreams last for so long - Even after you're gone
The
simple desolate truth causes the misery to well up inside me again.
I cant quite believe how pathetic I am. Its been months -
months - and I am on top of a
mountain just about to compete in a
ski race and
still a
stupid pop song has made me cry.
Thank God no one could see behind my goggles.