Your 1TB hardrive is full with box sets like Homeland, Dexter, Breaking Bad, etc.
You have bunions and spurs at 22 yrs old.
Xmas and Easter are the opposite of holidays.
The number of clients you teach in a day, is the same as the number of times you answer questions about ‘what you do in the Summer’.
Questions like “How many skis is too many?”, lose all meaning.
You haven’t eaten a ‘super-food’ for over 4 months.
You wonder if it’s possible to overdose or die of cheese.
You can’t feel your fingers or toes for at least 2 months of the year.
You’ve lost all faith in meteorological weather forecasting accuracy.
Genepi actually tastes ok.
Your Planks beanies, are as much of an everyday item as your pants.
10pm is a late night.
All hip flexibility is long, long gone.
Your thumb is deeply scarred from slipping off your file guide whilst sharpening edges.
Your edges are blunt because you serviced your skis too much whilst training for Eurotest and lost the love.
When someone mentions ‘tip’ you don’t initially think of the end of your ski, or the bottom of your pole.
A multi socket extender plug with adapter is the most useful thing in your life.
A person pulling down the chairlift bar too fast, trapping your 6 yr olds leg, makes your consider waterboarding then murder.
You feel no humiliation in shaving your legs/shins.
You don’t want a goggle-tan like other seasonaires do.
The living space of an organic free range chicken is greater than your 20sq/m flat, which you share with three people.
You spent more time and money on your badge than your university degree.
You would trade 15 slimline dishwashers for 1 washing machine.
You realise ‘No friends on a powder day’ is not actually true. Who would dig you out, or help you search for a lost ski for an hour, or take epic photos?
