First confession, I did not post yesterday as I was in Big Bear skiing for the first time since 2002 (. But missing two days in the last two months is still a blogging pace I am very proud of and not sure I can keep when my new job starts.
My older brother taught me to ski when I was a child and it is a bit like riding a bicycle – you never really forget. In college, some other friends and I often went skiing. Back in the day, I considered myself an above average skier routinely handling black diamonds and blue runs.
Fast forward to yesterday where I faced head on the true fact that my glory days of skiing were well behind me. I went with three other friends, one of whom was a very aggressive and adventurous skier (incidentally a marine about to be deployed so I hoped all day he would break a leg). I kept up with them for a while but when they drug me on a black diamond run, I realized it was far more work than fun. At that point we parted ways for a bit.
I confess, I skied on the bunny slopes for a bit to reacclimate myself with the sport. After lunch, I hung with my snowboarding friend on some blue runs (pathetically, we actually skied the same run over and over for a few hours). I kept up OK with her until we met up with the rest of our foursome at which time my lower ski level was painfully apparent.
On the plus side, I never fell the whole day. Well, I fell once but it was embarrassingly getting onto the ski lift. In my defense my friend and were sort of between the chairs and she decided to pull back. I couldn’t really make in time and the chair knocked me over. They had to stop the whole lift which I don’t even think happened to me when I was a little kid skiing.
So now, I can relate to the Bruce Springsteen song “Glory Days,” except instead of a failed baseball career for me it will be my lost ski prowess. Oh how I wanted to call my friends from college who I used to go skiing with so they could testify to my “Glory Days.” Second Confession: I thought the song “Glory Days” was John Cougar Mellencamp I’ve always mixed those two up for some reason.
1 comments:
J, all is 4given. Once you're employed, blogging once a week should be fine.
I've never understood the skiing addiction. How can one be any good, or have any fun, at something you do only a couple of days a year?? Often in freezing cold. It's seems to be at least as stressful as "fun."
But, congrats for not giving up, or as Springsteen would say, "No Surrender!"
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