After the event I was on top of the world. I called my parents and one of my friends to share the good news. After this, we went out to celebrate with the town of Atlin.

That night I couldn't sleep for anything. When I closed my eyes, all I could see were black tracks on a black background, and my body was still zooming down the mountain. I couldn't stop it. It was the kind of feeling you get after you've been on a boat and you're still pitching from the motion.

Shortly after I fell asleep, I woke up at 9:00 AM. I looked out the window and couldn't believe my eyes -- it was snowing heavily (April 21). We were lucky with the weather.

My legs were sore when I finished the event, but I really stiffened up the next morning. I hobbled around and my body finally healed on the 5th day after the event. On the 6th day, I started working out again.