Definition: In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.
Input: Text: it hapenned a few years back but i gotta share this fuckup. 
so there was this ski trip with my school. going to banff, al. though it was going to be great. here's some thing you need to know first.

1. i can't ski. i've been snowblading ever since i've started hitting the slopes (am pretty good with those). but with banff's snow density being what it is, i had to switch for skis if i was going to make the trip.

2. the teachers accompanying the trip were pretty adamant about one rule: " you don't go skiing alone on those huge mountains because you never know when someone else is going to pass by if you're in trouble".
it didn't occur to me that this rule was more oriented towards bowls and more difficult slopes wich definitely are less visited.
so n00b me goes to banff with a few friends as since they are all experienced skiiers i knew i was going to spend less time with them on the slopes and more with the beginners group. 

-"how about we do the main slope together first and then i'll join the beginners group?" i asked.

everyone was cool with the idea and up we went for the first decsent of what was going to be a great trip. except see, my friends and i like to ski even where there is no trail. so we start on that first slope and, i swear to god, at the very first woods we cross my friends turn and go in. trees everywhere, 70 degree slope. 

-"guys i'm not sure i'm ready for th..."

before i even fisnished my sentence my friends were pretty far down and i hear.

-"c'mon leglitch, quit your bitchin and get down here"

now all i'm hearing is this phrase the teachers were repating at the briefing about not going alone down the slopes so i start going down... i didn't even move two feets that my skis bit the snow and ejected me out (snowblades dont do that. i know its more dangerous but i wasn't prepared for this). i started sliding this 70 degree slope at top speed and i remember thinking

-"this is it, this is where i die. fuck. me."

i don't remember much exept that i was going very fast and was trying to punch the snow to slow myself. my friend just told me all they saw was a screaming red blur going down. legend says i jumped over a small rocky field but i dont remember it.

i got lucky, like, insane lucky. up ahead were three small trees ordered in a "v" shape. the trees were pretty wobbly so i just landed one feet on the furthest and both my hands on the two besides me and came to a complete stop. 

-"are you okay?"

-"dude, i think we just killed leglitch"

i was in shock, and it took me a moment until i blurted out.

"motherfuckers, i'm never skiing with you guys again"

so it ended up being all shit and giggles and i escaped unscathed. teachers called me an idiot saying i could easily have made the trip down the main slope by myself without that much of a risk. in hindsight, that would have been better.

know your limits, wear a helmet.


 

forgive my writing, english is not my first language.

edit: oh and i did go back to ski with them.

TIFU trying to follow the rules. (Ski story)