On Monday night, Jenn and I went over to Glen Eden for a night of skiing. Jenn has skied before but I have never tried it. I’ve done snowboarding and it was pretty hard so I thought that maybe skiing might be the same. When I got on the slopes, I didn’t have that much of a problem except falling a lot. All of that falling made my body ache for the next week.
When we arrived at the ski resort, we went to the rental shack to get some skis, boots and poles. We were sure if we needed poles but I thought that maybe they were part of it because looking back, I don’t think I could have moved without the help of the poles. In order to rent the necessary equipment, we had to fill out a weaver form and stuff. It was a straight forward transaction and it was fairly cheap as well since we were skiing at night time. I was expecting to pay $120 for Jenn and I but it turned out to be $90.
When we put on the ski boots, it felt a little weird because we weren’t walking properly. Ski boots are different than snowboarding boots in the sense that they aren’t as flexible. You pretty much have to walk flat footed everywhere so went we walked down the stairs we almost fell over, at least I almost did.
We headed straight for the bunny hills because I didn’t know anything about skiing and that was the safest place to go. When I went snowboarding, I went straight for the slopes and failed miserably. The bunny hills weren’t as steep and it allowed me to “learn to crawl before learning to walk.” I had enough trouble trying to move forward when we first put on the skis because I wasn’t sure how to maneuver myself. When we approached the conveyor belt to take us up, I didn’t even know how to keep myself from sliding backyards. The employee told me to “make the pizza. You have to make the pizza!” I’m thinking to myself, “WTF!? How is making a pizza going to help me ski?”
Apparently, “making a pizza”” means that you have to point your toes towards each other so that your skis form the shape of a slice of pizza. I think that analogy would work with kids or someone who has taken ski lessons before but to say that to a grown man who has never skied before is very confusing. It took me a while to figure out the stance and stay put on the conveyor belt. Once I was going up, I didn’t move a muscle because I feared sliding backwards.
Jenn gave me some pointers when we got to the top of the hill. She proceeded to go down the hill in an “S” curve and I tried to copy her movements as I followed. Unfortunately, I wasn’t that good of a copy cat and I felt a few times. Jenn told me that I have to put my toes together if I want to slow down but no matter how much I pointed my toes, I wasn’t slowing down. I didn’t have much of a choice but to just wipe out or else I’d collide with the other people.
We went up and down the bunny hills a few more times before I got the hang of things. From what Jenn told me, I was making my curves too sharp. I should be going down the hill at a 45 degree angle. Once I’ve mastered that, we worked on slowing down. It took me a while to understand what I was doing wrong. I was making the pizza but I was digging into the snow hard enough. Once I started digging into the snow, slowing down was pretty easy but I still needed practice.
We spent two hours on the slopes and I’d have to say that I’m a better skier than I first started. I’d like to go again and practice some more before I forget everything that I’ve learned. Once I’ve mastered skiing, I’d like to attempt snowboarding again. I think that with the help of Jenn, I understand the concept of winter activities because most of them require you to dig into the snow/ice in order to stop. As long as I can stop I’ll be okay.