This is my year to "Decide" and Yesterday was a
really big day.
My New Year Resolution is that one word. Whatever it is in life I am thinking about
doing, I am to decide. Do it or don't
but tackle the decision.
I also decided to stop being afraid of steep slopes. I
decided to ski better and just do it. I
have since introduced my face to my knee, left a bruise the size of a soccer
ball on my hip and generally done cartwheels several times down various
runs. But I Will BE a GOOD SKIER. My
darling, though wary since ever since I knocked myself out cold, has continued to be my tolerant exasperated instructor.
I skied the Cirque yesterday!!!!! This is a Huge deal for me. I was excited
/terrified as my sweetheart lead me and our friend along a mountain ledge about
five feet wide on either side and drop offs on both sides that made my tummy
leave me, (It, and my heart, promised to meet me at the bottom).
But I knew I was ready, I've been working really hard to get
to this point. Finally we are at the end
of it, at the ‘easiest’ spot. I skied up
to the edge, (which literally just falls away, poof, no more mountain, just
drop out).
I took two deep breaths and dropped in. It is Spring snow, thick heavy, chunckety…. If
that is a word. Skiing on snow like
that, deep solid snow, feels like being on wooden old rollercoaster. The kind that afterwards you feel like you
might have lost a filling or two from clacking your teeth together. Yeah, that kind of snow.
From the bottom, I could hear my heart and stomach cheering
me on, “We’re right here when you get down!” I stood tall, muscles screaming, I
pushed my skies into the slushy concrete, turned… and I DID NOT FALL. The bright blue sky burned my grin into my
face as I continued and made my careful and slow way down.
And what d’ya know? I
found that not just my faint hearted tummy was down there; but my awesome friends
too! They saw I was coming down and skied over to cheer me on. And we laughed and smiled together.
Ah the victories found on Spring Sundays at Snowbird.
