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Personal Statement
8:02 a.m. Saturday. It's still dark, as usual, on these cold, winter days. Everybody else is still sleeping and enjoying the comforting heat of their beds. I crack open the locked window by my bed, an act some deemed downright idiotic. I strip off my pajamas, throw on my robe, and head for the shower.
Drying off, I think about where I am about to go. I dress piece by layered piece. I can't wait to hit the slopes! I round up my tools: body, boards, boots, and bindings. Everything is in working order and ready for take- off. As I open the front door, I am shocked by the cold and
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