Okay, so remember my whining about how I haven't been skiing since 2003, and aren't I pitiful?
No longer!
I went skiing yesterday. It was great.
Saturday we were at a friend's 8th birthday party. J and I were chatting with the parents, and he asked them if they would be skiing on Sunday. They said yes. J asked if I could go with them. They said yes.
I said "what? But... but..."
J said "you want to go. You should go. You're going."
And so I went.
It was great. Nice and sunny and clear, and not too cold. The snow was nicely groomed and not icy. I did maybe 10+ runs... I lost count. That's how much fun I was having.
Oh, AND I'm actually an okay skier. I really didn't know how I would do, since it had been so long. But I did really well. No falling. Went fairly fast. Even tried a couple black diamonds, and *had fun* on them. I think maturity and a better sense of my own body has really helped my technique. Which is nice.
So I did it! I went skiing! Now I definitely won't wait so long to go skiing again. Thanks, friends!
4 comments:
I knew you could do it. It just seems like someone who can control their body enough to do all those fancy belly dance moves should be able to control their legs on the slopes.
I'm jealous, sounds like a great day.
Have to agree: once you start something as rigorous as your dancing, you are more in tune with your body and what it can do. Glad you could go.
Got plans for your Big Day on Wednesday?
i'm jealous too. next time you go, give me a ring. heck, i'll skip church if you go on sunday. :)
ps. congrats on getting the manuscript in. :)
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