There are some things in life that you experience once and have such an awful encounter you promise to never try it again. For me, that was skiing. Fifteen years ago my family (parents and siblings) moved to a Colorado ski town. Raised in the South (Louisiana and Texas), the cold was new to me and so were winter sports. A friend of mine energetically offered to take me up the mountain and give me ski lessons. The day was cold, my boots were too tight and, in hindsight, I wasn’t dressed properly. After a 2 mile run down a top-to-bottom trail, sore legs and many exasperated sighs, the day was considered a bust and I lost all interest in skiing.
My family (husband, two tots and I) moved to a cold region this past fall and since arriving my interest in winter sports has surprisingly begun to pique. The four of us have spent the winter ice skating and sledding, but when The Vacation Gals were invited to experience Park City for a girls’ weekend I nixed the idea of “skiing” down the mountain. However, when ski lessons were offered, courtesy of Park City Mountain Resort, I reconsidered and began to feel excited about the opportunity. It occurred to me that maybe ski lessons were just what I needed.
Jen Miner (SoCalGal) joined me in a private lesson with long-time instructor Rob Newey. Step by step Rob taught us the simple beginner instructions such as how to put the skis on and how to stop, a very important lesson, and as we mastered each challenge we moved along to the next step. Rob was extremely intuitive of our personal needs and coached us accordingly. Before long we were riding up the ski lift to First Time trail. Our first couple of rides down we practiced the “snow plow” stop then transitioned to learning to make turns. Rob kept reminding us to let gravity do its job. Then it happened.
It “clicked” and I could feel the which leg needed weight during the turns and I understood the concept of edges. Rob gave me tips as I progressed and on the last run he told me to ski as fast as I could and I did. As I cruised along I couldn’t believe I was skiing. Apparentl all I needed were some ski lessons and encouragement.
And if you’re wondering, I did fall – once. But I insist it was a good thing because Rob was able to show me the proper way to get back up (turn the skis horizontal to the slope).
What now? I can’t wait to get back on skis again. During the lessons I discovered I really do love skiing and look forward to practicing and getting better. Is there something in your past that you wrote off due to a bad experience? If so, I urge you to give it another shot, maybe this time with a private or group lesson – you might find you really do love it.
Thank you Rob and Park City Mountain Resort for the ski lessons and this life-changing experience. My outlook on skiing will never be the same. See you next season!