Sunday, February 27, 2005
Yesterday, I was skiing in the seven-star ski slopes in Minhang, and I thought I was boring today. There are a few feelings, the first time skiing, go in, the hand is helpless, I don't know what to do. Simply, in the high place, in fact, the situation is down, there is no difficulty. I feel very good. Second, climb up, very tired, very fast, very cool, so I wanted to go on. But climbed to the top, but I thought it was, I couldn't come up again. So constantly doing the struggle, and finally didn't go up again, crawling. Third, the snow is cold, regret nothing more. Fourth, the feet are hurt, maybe it is the shoes. Heavy shoes. Five, the hat is very warm, come back to buy one.
If you don't climb up, maybe, ski is a good movement. Go home and plan to roll.
I got up this morning and started running. Sports still is good, can't waste. I am afraid that I will adhere to it.
I feel towards the ice and snow, although not really snow, if it is really better.
