I had hoped that as soon as I put a pair of skis on it would feel like the most natural thing, like I was born to do it, like there was some gene in my body that was finally going to get its chance to shine.
Sadly, that has not happened. But I have not given up.
That’s me and my wonderful friend Alice who has been helping me to ski while she snowboards (she can do both. I am so envious).
That’s me down there, snowploughing like a champ.
I think part (most?) of the problem is my fear. Until November 2012 I had never been on a snowy mountain before. Then suddenly I was on a literal slippery slope, surrounded by all this terminology that quite frankly, frightened me. Piste, green run/blue run/black run (and let’s not talk about the double black diamond. The name itself assures me that I will undoubtedly die if I ever find myself on one of those), powder days, bindings…
All these knowledgeable people with their fancy equipment, big words and passion for snow sports intimidated me. Although I know what those words mean now, and I have all the equipment I need, I am still scared. I like to stick to the same runs that I know, and to take my time. I have had three ski lessons, and countless days practising with Jay, Alice and other people. While I really appreciate all these people helping me, I would love to have someone to ski with who is at the same level as me. I hate feeling like I am holding everyone else back.
Perhaps if I had a week or two where I could go up every day and just take a few solid lessons, I would improve. Who am I kidding? My legs could not take that.
I work five days a week so doing a ‘crash course’ isn’t possible. ( I actually work in the kids program in Whistler, so I watch as children as young as three years old go from total novices to confident mini skiers within a week. There is definitely a lot to be said for learning skiing or snowboarding as a child.)
For now, I will keep on going, and try to shake off my fear of losing control and racing head-first into a tree before falling off the edge of a cliff.
What about you? When did you learn to ski or board? Do you think it’s more difficult to learn as an adult?
I’d love to hear what you think (and any tips are always welcome).