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The end of the ski season is upon us

This is my fourth year skiing, and the end of another year. I have pushed myself hard, especially this  year. I do summer training, fall training, and morning strength. When I don't fall asleep thinking of Jake, I fall asleep thinking of skiing. From the moment the ski season ends, I am thinking of next year. I love to ski. I love to compete. Skiing is the one sport I do well in. Until I joined skiing, I didn't know what living really was. Before skiing I was just bumbling through life thinking I could make a future with running. Skiing is what I live for, skiing is who I am, and skiing is my future. There are days when I feel terrible, emotionally and/or physically, but as soon as my skis hit that  snow it all goes away. You could say it heals me. We have practices where we work so hard, I am barely standing at the end, and can't wait to get back out there and do it again the next day. Today for example we did intervals. We were initially going to do them at the top, but it'still not groomed, and there's no tracks, so instead we did them on the service road. The Service Road is a long, twisting, up hill trail to the top. Going to the top of it at a nice even pace is tiring! We did six intervals. By the fourth one I wasn't sure I would make it to the finish. I was tired, asthmatic, and had the urge to puke. Instead, I pulled my buff up around my mouth and nose, took a deep breath, got back in line behind the boys, and finished it. I am so glad that I did, and will continue to do so. Sadly though, the season could be over by next Thursday. Thursday is sections, and see how this year Duluth East is going to win (again), the only way to prolong the season is to make state individually. Solvieg will make it, me and Maggie? We have a chance, but we'll really have to push ourselves hard, and I think we might be able to do it. If we don't? Well I'm going to be seriously crushed, you wouldn't believe how bad I want this. If we don't, well there's still snow we can ski for fun. It won't be the same though, without being counted in Czech, yelled at in Czech, and looking around and seeing a blue jacket and a red hat coming at you. There's always next year and the year after that. Hopefully I can ski for college, and there'll never have to be a blog title saying "The end of my ski career is upon us". If that was ever a title, then you know I'm on my death bed. That is the only reason I will quite.

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