Skiing!!
Heh. Skiing is a thing I don’t really know how to do. I never really went growing up (i.e. I never really learned how) and as an adult it feels just hard enough to rent all the gear and figure out the transportation that it’s not really a part of my life. I’ve been a few times with friends, mostly cross-country — though once my sweet friend Marisa wanted a buddy to downhill ski with and I agreed to go with her as long as she taught me how. We has a super good time, and omg I was fricken wrecked the next day, like sore in ways I had no idea I could be sore. Probably in large part because I spent a fair amount of the day crashing spectacularly. Mostly, as I recall, right at the moment where I was thinking yesss I got this!
Point being, skiing is something I very much enjoy when I do it but I’ve never really made intentional space for it in my life. The result being that I never really get much better at it;)
But the weekend after new years, our old housemate and his partner had rented a cabin in the woods that you have to ski or snowshoe into, so the four of us had an awesome weekend in the woods with cross-country skis.
It was great. Nope: (surprise! ha) I am still not a skillful skier. But yes, I enjoyed myself very much:)
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(I figured the dude on the sign is a legit skier, so if I do what he does I’m doing alright, right?;)
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(though unfortunately I had to fall over for the picture first, heh. Oops!)
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I like these things in my life though, the things that I can do, sort of, when the opportunity arises but that I don’t necessarily have to carve space out for. I mean, it would be cool to be better at skiing, and I’m sure I would enjoy myself. And, it’s one of those things that feels somewhat resource-and-time-intensive to rent the gear and get myself out to a mountain without a car, and god forbid I need to buy a lift ticket or something. But I’m grateful for a baseline level of general fitness and ability to at least putter along at a very beginner level at these sorts of things. (Ha, though damn, if we’d had to like black-diamond ski 10 miles into our cabin, the fun:stress ratio might not have been as favorable.)
It’s nice to switch it up sometimes away from the biking and running that I always do. And it’s fun to futz around being bad at something totally low stakes too;)