I went skiing today. Or rather, I went to a place where people (like children) were skiing, and I fell over a lot. I tried snowboarding but my knee kept threatening to dislocated, so I switched to skis. It hurt less and I managed to stop without falling down - but then I was silly and thought that this meant I could use the lift (which I had bailed
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I ski very, very slowly. I'll go slowly right to left until I have to turn, then turn carefully, then left to right, then turn carefully, etc. If I get to a part that's too steep I'll sit on the back of my skis and go down on my butt. I'm such a weenie. It takes forever to get down the mountain that way, but I'm not a good skier and I haaaaate wiping out.
I think it's hard to prepare for your first time up the lift. Back when my mom had her accident it was her first time up the lift. (Story: she'd been taking lessons that day, and after just a little bit of time on the bunny hill they had the group go up the lift. The ground dipped away quickly after the lift's exit point, and the lift moved up steeply there too. She was afraid to jump off at the right time, so she stayed on too long. The lift operators yelled at her to "Jump! Jump!" so she panicked and jumped too late, falling about 10-15 ft and smashing her femur in five places.) 7 years later, and I don't think any of us have gone skiing since.
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I am glad I heard this story after I went skiing. It's a fear of mine that I will break my femur....and the pain that I've heard is involved is too much to bear. Your poor mum!
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That being said, we should totally do a trip to the mountains sometime. Stay in the Chateau. Take ski instruction from a nice piece of eye candy. Fall on our butts and then retire to the fireplace for hot chocolate and even hotter ski instructor eye candy. Yes, yes I think we should.....
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Let's do it! I'm good at falling over and I do like candy.
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