I've tried. Really tried.
to ski, that is.
I am not a good skier.
And 9 weeks after my last attempt, I still have proof.
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We went to Colorado over the Christmas break - as you can see from all these little pictures on my blog. Happy, happy, snow, snow, a family ski trip, here we go.
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I ski green runs.
I am violent in my resolve to ski ONLY green.
Green is supposed to be the slowest.
I am supposed to be better after 5 ski trips, lessons, short skis and "helpful tips" from everyone I know.
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whatever. some things are just not my bag.
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The day we tackle the mountain I am careful to have good hair and wear lipstick - because it is important to look presentable when you're flagging down a medic on the slopes. And in case he didn't think I am cute, I tuck a $20 bill into my coat. Just in case.
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My stomach turns as I get on the chair lift, knowing 13.5 minutes and 1500 feet later I will most likely fall off trying to "STAND UP NOW" with my poles as the sign instructs.
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My fears did not disappoint, I fell. And jammed my pole in the chair guard to fully stop the lift.
At least Chad's whole family was there to see it live. mmm-hmmm, self esteem builder for sure.
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On my first run down I get that "this isn't going to end well" feeling. I am passed by my sister-in-law, Kid One, Kid Two, and Houston cousins One, Two and Three. It is a happy moment - if you're into humiliation. Only my husband who is (for his own safety) obligated to stay with me and my father in law who is not as young as me but clearly a better skier.
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Is it time for hot chocolate? I want off of this ride.
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I attempt to ski down the mountain but I take a janky fall landing my skis and poles in a yard sale formation in the snow.
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I cry. Because I am faced with the realization this is only the FIRST run down and I still have 2 more days of this. And I cry because my knee hurts. BAD. And since I'm not really tough at all but I want to give the illusion I am, I ski more. The Invisible Me kicks off one ski and races down the hill to prove to them I am not a baby.
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To make a long story stupid, I limp around the cabin for the rest of the trip. I cringe at night with pain when I try to sleep (and I secretly swear off skiing for the rest of my days.)
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4 weeks later my doctor says nothing is broken. 4 weeks after the doctor's xray and I'm still complaining. Coming up on 9 weeks after my incident and I still get out of bed with an uncontrollable grimmace at how clumsy and foolish this injury is. I'm no doctor, but something tells me I should be over this by now.
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You know what? I will probably go skiing again. Not because anything inside me craves the rush of wind on my face as I ski roll down the mountain, but because the Foxy Mr. is an incredible skier and he loves it. And because I love him, I'll give it another whirl. I know he's kind of proud that I try, I would love him to be proud that I can actually make it down the mountain without crying.
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Is there anything you don't really like but you'll do it because your spouse likes it?
13 comments:
I don't like skiing either and that is not so good once you become a Heinecke :) I don't enjoy my feet being cold all day in uncomfortable ski boots. Now... i we go to the spa... have a little hot cocoa... hot tub.... that sounds more like a vacation. But I so wish I enjoyed skiing. Maybe one of these days... :)
I don't really enjoy going to hardcore shows but I go to them because I love my man and he wants me to go with him. There are a couple bands I like, (ok, maybe only 1) so when we go to those shows, I'm dandy. But I'm a choir girl at heart and so being with someone who's a part of the hardcore scene is very opposite of what someone would think to be "my type". Although, I do kind of enjoy the irony. ;o)
Um, there are a couple of things I do for my spouse, but I'll keep this clean. Tee-hee. Or not tee-hee? Anyhoo, I watch Dirty Jobs on Discovery over and over and, I also watch the Military Channel. I like to ski, but I keep it real with the greens. Kris' family had a condo in Breckenridge, so he grew up on the slopes. He's good. I'm decent. But, I'll never ski the black diamond. Not even for him.
Hmmm, I'm thinking that if I were you I would bring a good book next ski trip and tell them to have fun while you sit by a fire and drink hot chocolate. I think that's a good compromise. (And my idea of a good vacation.) I would kill myself if I tried to ski. Yeah, not happening.
No skiing here.
Do I do anything because my spouse likes it..... hmmmm
I live with his father!
Oh wait I don't think he likes it either. LOL
I like the book, lodge, hot tub idea. That would be a great ski trip for me. :)
Now that is funny. Wearing lipstick and tucking a $20. Good tip.
I don't really think I do anything because he likes it. We like most things together.
Oh wait, he loves to research and walk me through the process. I do sit and listen even though I just want the bottom line on HOW MUCH THE DANG THANG WILL COST.
Other than that, we are like peas and carrots.
If an epic love story is ever written about my great love for Eric, it will be called "She Even Watched Star Trek". He's got me watching it from the first episode on. I have a twitch now that springs up when I hear, "Space: The final frontier..."
I moved to the country...over 20 years ago. :) He loves the trees, give me a view! I love him so much I'd go anywhere and do anything..well, almost anything. Is it worth it? Oh yeah!! ~Robin
I pretty much only watch action or Sci-Fi now. It started out because that what the hubs liked, and I was being accommodating, but now I've discovered I really do prefer that over a lot of chic flicks.
Also, don't feel bad about being a bad skier.
One of those lil' ski girls had to sled me down a Blue (after I was tricked into thinking it was a Green.) Quite embarrassing.
Motorcycling girls! Nearly 40 years ago it started out as one of those things you do for your husband because he's your man. Now after years of hitting the road with that two wheel, wearing a helmet that messes up the perfect hairday, and on and on. I can say I REALLY enjoy our times together riding down the highways. Of course, still not without praying for our safety as we get on that "thing". Our King has been faithful to keep us in one piece ALL THESE YEARS!
Girl don't even get me started!!! But you know what, I know he does a lot of things with me and for me just because he knows it makes me happy. Funny how God can change your heart, I bet you'll be taking the grandkids skiing and they'll be saying "We love to go skiing with our grandmother.....she makes a great cup of hot cocoa!"
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First of all, being the Web MD addict that I am, you need an MRI. You may have torn a ligament or something.
Second, I am jealous of you all who do everything with your husbands! Greg and I are so independant. But I sacrifice, oh I sacrifice. Hours upon hours of SportsCenter and Golf. Blech.
I am really worried about your knee. When you say "clumsy" does it feel loose and unstable? It could be your ACL.
I hope it gets better soon.
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