Sledding: the first time 12/30/12

My ideal day is staying at home and surfing the internet, maybe do some math. But today, my mom nagged me about "getting fresh air" and "exercise." Does drawing count? So, my dad took me and my brother sledding at my old elementary school.
After bundling up in boots, I climbed on the sled. WOOSH! I flew down the 7 foot hill on the small sled, crashing , scenery going by in a flash. I swallowed snow! Then, I saw my friend and we had a race with my brother.
Sledding isn't really a sport. Going uphill really tired me. Without noticing anybody else, I collapsed on the snowy ground, sighed, and became unconscious for a while.
It took my brother shouting in my ear to wake me up. I was covered in snow, too. He helped me get up. As I attempted to get up in my heavy snow jacket, I didn't notice steeping on the sleigh by accident. Shoot. Sliding down the slope again.
I really need some hot cocoa, Len Kagamine.