Sunday, February 03, 2013
I haven't skiied in 15 years. But the kid wanted to learn to snowboard, and that got me out to the slopes. You'd think I'd be nervous. Well, I guess a little. But since I took on our foster son a couple of months ago, I feel now like anything is less scary than that. And it was amazing how much I remembered. I literally heard voices in my head from an instructor I had telling me to lean in on my edges, to sit back. It was cool. And by the middle of the afternoon, I got the guts to get off the beginner runs and do an intermediate. This ski resort had harder runs than some of the other ones I'd been to. One of the coolest things was I fit into size XL snow pants and didn't need to get some special size off the internet.
It was pretty cool to stand on the edge of the intermediate run, look over the edge and the steep hill, and just sort of say to myself, "Just go over the edge and keep leaning on my edges and keep going". And know that I'd be ok, that really, it was nothing.
But man, I forgot how horrible those ski boots feel!