The Black and Blue Room is our homage to the wicked bruises, abrasions, road rash, cuts, sprains, and scars that can represent little badges of courage (not stupidity) that come with learning and mastering ski, snowboard, and skateboard feats and techniques.
We like to think it’s somewhere in between bragging to our friends about how cool we are and holding space for all those who have made the sacrifice of personal injury in pursuit of furthering themselves on the slopes, rails, steps, trails, courses, and terrains that we collectively call home.
We’re not picky about the color of your sacrifice, either. Whether it’s blue and black, or purple, red, mauve, green, orange, gray, or brown, show us your submission to The Black and Blue Room. In particular, we encourage you to submit pictures and stories that showcase the original intent, background information, the immediate results (i.e. a photo), and any lessons, serious or funny, you may have learned….
Apres Ski Bump
Here’s a funny story. After skiing Telluride all day without so much as a single bump or bruise, I get back to our room and while changing clothes to go out for dinner, I hit my leg against the corner of the coffee table. It was like the moment I thought I could let my attention wander, boom. I was surprised by how much it hurt, but I was really surprised by the softball-sized lump that formed a few minutes later. I didn’t think to take this picture till after the first round of ice. I had a noticeable limp for a couple days, and I was able to put just enough weight on it that I decided the bone was probably okay. But it certainly was a different kind of shin bang!
Paying for Others’ Mistakes….
My wife gets a bad rep sometimes as a stickler for safety on the mountain. Always go to the side or you’ll see another level of piste-pissed from my wife, I tell people. But not everybody knows the backstory. Several years ago, we got some cheap Copper Mountain lift tickets on a tip from a buddy (because we never ski there–and turns out it’s pretty okay [for the money…when you get a discount]), and someone committed the cardinal sin. This guy stopped just over the lip of the hill near the bottom of Jupiter Bowl. My wife—who was specifically told it was a great spot for jumping—comes ripping over the top of the hill headed right for the guy. She lost it trying to avoid this schmuck, and like so many times in these situations, it’s the responsible skier who takes the worst of it….
This picture was taken a day and a half after the fall. No broken bones or torn ACL or anything like that, but it could have been a lot worse. We had to dramatically scale back the last day of our trip, which kinda sucked, but we also got a really good deal on the trip as a whole. We had a friend with a timeshare at Village Square who let us use it for peanuts, really. Then, we used this site to get lift ticket discounts and we were on our way. It would have been great to do more with that last day, but what are you going to do? Like the idea for this site, btw. Here’s for keeping it safe out there, but I’ll be interested to see other people’s photos and stories.
Not all accidents happen on the downhill. Not all injuries happen in a flash. Some are slow-moving disasters, literally and figuratively. I’m no expert and I don’t take that many risks generally, but I’ve never been hurt nearly as bad on a ski run as the time I went cross-country skiing and didn’t have quite the right fitting for my skis. We went all-out, three days of backcountry skiing. I’m in a pretty good shape, but my feet weren’t ready for this type of punishment. The first day I got a regular foot blister. Lame, but I’ve had these kinds of blisters before and it was as much on the side of my foot as the bottom so it didn’t really stop me from continuing on….And I’m not going to say it was a mistake to keep going, but I certainly had to pay a price. I ended up getting a blood blister inside the regular blister. And for those who have never had a blood blister in their foot, let me tell you, this is a different kind of beast.