I have found my winter sport. I left Australia all excited to go to Canada, with dreams and plans of learning how to be the world's best skier/snowboarder/any type of winter sports person. I mean, being so close to snow and everything, you kind of just have to do it. No wasted opportunities, et cetera, et cetera. Unfortunately, over the last few weeks I have come to the painful sad and disappointing realisation that I am just not cut out for winter sports, for a number of reasons. One. I hate the stupid shoes. Ice skating, skiing, it doesn't matter, they hurt. Maybe cause I don't know how tight I am supposed to do them up. I don't care. I don't like it. They hurt me, and after my skiing adventures, I had sore ankles for
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