There are many who label my achievements extraordinary, there are those who think that a man would crumble under the intense workload I've endured, and there are those who think I am more than just a man. They are all correct.
As a route manager I was able to secure new customers on our routes, resolve their concerns, explain benefits clearly, and sell high contracts. I've worked in pouring rain and blistering heat.
As a trail crew member I worked with pickaxes and shovels- slaving away to perfect what me and my coworkers considered the highest art: the trail. We would manufacture from dirt, the most basic of materials, the space in which we would experience the greatest of speeds and style. Jumps, drops, berms, bridges, switchbacks, rock gardens, and all manner of features were the result of our creative minds.