A Day on the Slopes
Today was the first time I have attempted skiing since I was about 10 years old.
Since, I'm still on Eastern time for my mini-vacation in California,
I woke for the Early Bird private ski lesson.
(Although, I had been nervously tossing and turning since 5:30a.m.)
A one hour lesson is not very long
to prepare this not-so-athletic girl to venture the slopes on her own.
But I was determined.
I only fell once.
if you count losing my balance
within the first couple of minutes trying to
get onto the moving walkway for the learners section (pre-bunny hill).
Yes, they had to stop the moving walkway and my instructor had to help me up.
But I pressed on... and after a couple baby hills,
I moved on to an easy run on my own,
where I gained too much speed
for my breaking ability and wiped out.
After that things were smooth sailing.
But I quickly realized how much effort and muscle it takes to break down hill.
Now I can hardly walk.
But it was worth it!
Just a couple more tries and I'll be ready for the 2014 Olympics.