Skiing... for the very first time!
I've always played hockey. Never been skiing. I've even been on a "ski trip" my freshman year in college, but alas, there was no skiing for me even then. That changed... oh did that change.
Having never been, I didn't know how to stop or turn. At all. Instead of starting on a bunny hill, I was thrown into the deep end by my friends and was forced to tread water.
Once at the top, the initial slope of the hill was light, so I thought to myself, this isn't so bad... then I saw the first big downslope. Oh crap oh crap oh crap I don't know how to stop or slow down!!!! I stayed upright for a while, kept accelerating, and got going faster than I'd go again that day or probably ever will again. And then I bit it. Hard. I don't know if I flew through the air or what but I tumbled for a good 5 or 10 seconds and finally came to a crashing halt. Luckily I didn't hurt myself, but I can't imagine how bad it must have looked to others... I found one of my skis down a hill to the side on another run. After that someone decided to teach me how to turn... thanks a lot!
So after a few runs, those that I was with had me try the moguls... yikes. I wiped out a few times and again, in one instance, my ski went flying one way and I went another. To top that spill off, a 10-year old girl expertly went and got my ski for me... so yeah I got shown up by a 10-year old girl. How humiliating!
It was fun though... I can't believe it took me that long to finally go! And now my legs are starting to kill. Or is that the bruising? Must be both....


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