Not Too Busy Being Too Busy to Write This
Submited By AnthonyBonello On 2007-11-07
Amidst the fervent rush to set up a winter where flexibility and time reign supreme, I had a minor epiphany of what it means to be busy. (And this is what it was...)

The dichotomy of skiing, of life, of the ying and the yang is the constant flux of equilibrium. Balance doesn't come day to day, week to week. It comes season to season, year to year or over lengthier periods of time. The time believing in a dream counter-weights the time yielding that dream. The toil of a summer to allow the liberty of a winter chasing storms, or to pay off the one just gone, versus the sublime freedom of seemingly endless days riding with friends in the mountains.

It is so easy to become engulfed in the struggle to attain 2 parts to balance and declare "I'm too busy", "I'm slammed with work" and to forget to sleep, forget to eat, and ... I forget. It takes immense will power to step back and smell the roses, and even more commitment to again cast your your eyes towards a perpetually elevated summit. Through making excuses that we are indeed working hard to attain our goals we miss the paradox.

Without rambling on, in the same way that if you saved all the pennies you received, you might be rich, if I could just stop pronouncing that "I'm too busy," I might find myself with the time to do all those things that make me "too busy".

I can't be "too busy" though if I have time to write this.

The winter is mighty close so keep your head down people. There will be plenty of time to smell your own farts waft up through you layers on the chair lift. The hours put in now equate to whole weeks at the tail end of the season where you will in fact have time, and roses to smell before getting back to the business of paying it off.