Would you like sauce with your ribs?

On February 20th, 2005, I hit a big rock in the middle of a ski slope at Stevens Pass, popped both skis, slammed my chest into the ground, and cracked a rib.

This February 20th, I skied off a groomer ledge in a white-out, caught an edge, popped my right ski, slammed my chest into the ground, and cracked the same rib.

I will no longer ski on February 20th