Skiid Winter Park for 6 days. It was pretty tough to learn but by the end I was feeling it.
First day took an all day lesson. It was a blast, the instructor was great. Learned the basics, most importantly ditching before you crash into someone or something and how to get up. Also maybe got altitude sickness and yakked my brains out at 3 AM
Day 2 fell over about 20 times. Getting up is exhausting. Luckily the condo had an awesome hot tub for nightly recovery.
Day 4 I was finally getting a feel for my edges and figured out parallel turns / stops. Huge moment for me. Also got comfortable enough to appreciate the natural splendor around me. My body definitely started breaking down though. Lots of knee twisting forces taking a toll.
Day 5 got more comfortable at speed and really started feeling like I could ski.
Day Six really felt like a skiier and conquered a few easy blues with the help of a massive juicing of Advil.
Ski people all seemed to be very happy.
Got drunk off like 1/2 the normal drink.
Fell getting off the first lift of the day every day except for the last day, which felt like a major accomplishment.
High on the mountain is incredible. Like a totally different planet from Kansas.
Winter Park was very cool. The networks of lifts and ski trails and sublifts made me feel like a real explorer.
Excited to ski again and build on what I learned with a fully recovered body. Future ski brony right here.
