Monday, January 10, 2011

I go boom


Not me
 While this is not me, this was me on Saturday. I think I spent as much time wiping out as I did actual skiing, and none of it was pretty to watch.

I'm only taking part of the blame, though. My part of it is in renting a pair of skis intended for someone above my level of expertise. The other part lays squarely on whomever walked off with my skis on Saturday morning. I'd set them in the rack, walked over to help Rachel sign into the snowboard class, and when I returned, my skis were gone. I doubt someone took them by mistake, because in that case they would have realized it partway down a run and returned. The consolation is that they were older skis and I was thinking about replacing them, because they've been run about as much as skis should be run. So the thief got a crappy set of skis. That still left me without, so I rented, and I let my ego try a pair I wasn't ready for.

Char could ride those skis without problem, but she's far better at the whole thing than I am. So after several runs in which I made my way down the slope either on my ass or tumbling, I took them back for a tamer pair.

I know I'm getting old because it took an hour in the hot tub and a few stiff drinks to make me feel better Saturday night.

This morning Char talked me into trying the introductory snowboarding class, because the kids are all now really getting into it; yesterday Rachel caught on well enough to brave the beginner slopes with Alex and Kevin, and it was something different to try so I agreed. And I spent the morning looking something like this:

Still not me
Yes, I went back and rented skis for the afternoon because my ego can only take so much. We're bringing Craig along with us this week when we go back (sans kids) and he better not turn out to be a natural, or I might have to shove a ski pole up his ass.

Renting skis one more time, and buying a new pair once I narrow it down. I hope whomever took my skis enjoys them while they last; they were fairly cheap to begin with, so it's not like they got something worth tossing up on eBay or anything.

1 comment:

  1. Some people just suck. That's one thing that kinda worries us about the ski racks--way too easy for someone to walk off with someone else's skis. We have a cable lock for the Trikke Skkis, and even the security guard we were talking to the first day recommended we lock them up. There needs to be a better way to stash skis when they're not on your feet.

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