A recent trip to Colorado had me channeling my inner Lindsay Vonn in order to check one thing off of my bucket list: learning to ski.
You’ve probably realized by now that the title of this post is deceiving. Clearly I’m not an olympian – and I certainly have no plans to become one – but my attempts did earn me the nickname “Turbo Athlete” for the week.
I rented a pair of skis from a local sports shop, threw on my gear and hopped on the bus to Copper Mountain. Riding the magic carpet to the top of the bunny hill triggered a few fuzzy memories of learning to snowboard, which happened years ago when I was in 7th grade.
I was convinced that teaching myself to ski, with a few pointers from friends and family, would be a piece of cake. I was wrong. Falling while snowboarding might hurt a little more, but it sure is more graceful. I equate falling while skiing to trying to push a tangled-up slinky up the stairs. It’s not pretty.
I managed to survive a few hours on some of the easier runs, but with little improvement. Luckily the views were incredible and I wasn’t even sore the next day.
My first few hours at the ski hill confirmed what I already knew: absolutely nothing about skiing. Apparently snowboarding and ice skating skills don’t translate very well. This is where Copper Mountain ski lessons came in handy.
I was a little hesitant to pay for a lesson due to the price, but I can easily say it was worth every penny. I was lucky and ended up getting a ski instructor all to myself and had advanced from the ski school runs to green runs before the end of my lesson. No falls, no crashes and I was all smiles. Challenge accepted, challenge conquered.
Our final day of skiing was 40 degrees and sunny, making it one for the books. By this point in the week I had mastered the green runs and was happily skiing some of the blue runs.
Here I am enjoying après-ski in sunny Summit County after a *successful* week of skiing. I had a blast (on day two and day three). It turns out that skiing is a lot of fun, after all. I don’t think I’ll give up snowboarding quite yet, but I like knowing how to do both. So here’s to trying to new things and challenging yourself!
Now I’m waiting until next winter – and the return of snow – to take on the double-black diamonds. I’m kidding… a girl can dream, right?