Being inside my room for the past three or so weeks is exhausting, but hearing that the Shaw Center would host a bonfire and serve hot chocolate yesterday definitely lightened up the mood. And thus, my rook siblings and I headed down and decided to go sledding. I will be honest; I never had a genuine experience with sledding before. Most were going down a humble hill, maybe about the hill's size in between Goodyear and Wilson. Those memories are foggy since they were from when I was younger, and to go sledding at a volume, I had experienced yesterday nearly a decade later was definitely exciting.
My first mistake was underestimating the SPEED I would be going once I let loose. Feeling that slight fear growing inside of me as I realize how fast I was going, I couldn't resist the screams coming out of my mouth. I didn't know how to steer the sled, and at times, I would nearly go off-trail. Terrifying, but I was addicted to it. It's funny to remember how I would have gone snowboarding instead, but I'm honestly glad that I went sledding at the end. I believe it to be the safest choice for a novice such as myself for winter activities.
It was amazing to see my rook siblings and other friends again. Hopefully, there will be more opportunities like these in the future.