It Is Not That I Don't Recognize

I Had Crashes When I Was Small And Gumby-like That Would Have Killed Me Now. I Would Just Fly Off Jumps And Go 40 Or 50 Meters When I Was 6 Years Old - Break Skis, Smash My Goggles And Get A Bloody Nose And Go Crawl Inside For A Little While And Then Come Back Out And Ski More In The Afternoon.

The Best Way To Protect Your Own Freedom Is To Watch Everybody Else's Back. That's The Essence Of Community.

A Huge Adrenaline Rush Is Usually Followed By A Pretty Low Point.

I Have An Eight-year-old Girl And She Does Have Some Appreciation For Fashion, But She's Stuck In That: "oh My God, This Is Cute" Phase, So When I Go Shopping With Her And My Wife, I Can Only Last About 10 Minutes Before I Have To Start Exploring Other Parts Of The Store.

My Grandfather Was Very Into Horse Racing, And I Found Some Of His Old Journals And Got Into It From There. It Has A Lot Of Parallels To Skiing. It's A Fun Lifestyle, Being Around The Racetrack.