My thighs are cramping up, overly exhausted after a long day of runs after runs on the snow capped mountains. I had to stop, but i am all the way up on the peak of Whistler. I looked up to the dark clouds gathering and felt the blowing snow pelting down on my jacket as the last riders descend down their last run for the day. I was cold, and can barely see much in this blizzard. As i sat down on the powder and attempted to massage the pain away, i realized i am all by myself. I never felt more alone and it is a scary feeling.
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