Never say NEVER
It kind of goes like this... NEEEVVVVER.
I said I would NEVER.
EVER!
But if I have learnt anything over the last few years it is to never say NEVER. What is it that I would never do... I said I would never ski. I didn't like the idea of sliding fearfully fast down a mountain on my arse all the while being cold and in some very unattractive and uncomfortable ski boots.
But, never say never. Big Daddy's family are ski nuts. They did family ski trips yearly for a large portion of Big Daddy's childhood. At one family supper someone threw out the idea of reigniting that flame and doing a yearly ski trip again. That's how I wound up here writing on my blog about the large black bruise on my rear end that is so grotesque that my 7 year old says we should take a picture of it.
After 12 hours of travel, 1 fried portable DVD player, 1 hour of driving through the mountains with the interior light on to stop the baby from screaming her head off, we landed at our ski local of Kimberley BC. Scenic, mild temperatures and a nice accommodation to boot. I still had zero intent to ski but had the intent to watch my boys...all three of them hit the slopes
But after some gentle prodding from others and admitting to myself that I can't let my kids be better skiers than I...I decided to suit up and take a lesson. Especially since Big Daddy had to self admit that he was a little out of shape and probably wouldn't be able to ski a whole day anyways. I may as well take advantage of him napping in the afternoons with Addie.
Who knew that after 3 days, 1 lesson for me, 1 lesson for Joseph and 2 lessons for Trent we would have left there 'skiers'. I am still in shock and awe that Joseph & Trent took to skiing like fish to water. Joseph even progressed to doing a couple of green runs on the big mountain with Big Daddy.
We drove away from our lodge as the boys called it, tired, weathered and skiers. I never thought I'd say I actually 'like' skiing. Nor did I ever think I'd be planning to find another mountain to conquer next year. But in my epiphany to try to live with no regrets.... I am now a skier, and I like it. I think Big Daddy likes it too.
I said I would NEVER.
EVER!
But if I have learnt anything over the last few years it is to never say NEVER. What is it that I would never do... I said I would never ski. I didn't like the idea of sliding fearfully fast down a mountain on my arse all the while being cold and in some very unattractive and uncomfortable ski boots.
But, never say never. Big Daddy's family are ski nuts. They did family ski trips yearly for a large portion of Big Daddy's childhood. At one family supper someone threw out the idea of reigniting that flame and doing a yearly ski trip again. That's how I wound up here writing on my blog about the large black bruise on my rear end that is so grotesque that my 7 year old says we should take a picture of it.
After 12 hours of travel, 1 fried portable DVD player, 1 hour of driving through the mountains with the interior light on to stop the baby from screaming her head off, we landed at our ski local of Kimberley BC. Scenic, mild temperatures and a nice accommodation to boot. I still had zero intent to ski but had the intent to watch my boys...all three of them hit the slopes
But after some gentle prodding from others and admitting to myself that I can't let my kids be better skiers than I...I decided to suit up and take a lesson. Especially since Big Daddy had to self admit that he was a little out of shape and probably wouldn't be able to ski a whole day anyways. I may as well take advantage of him napping in the afternoons with Addie.
Who knew that after 3 days, 1 lesson for me, 1 lesson for Joseph and 2 lessons for Trent we would have left there 'skiers'. I am still in shock and awe that Joseph & Trent took to skiing like fish to water. Joseph even progressed to doing a couple of green runs on the big mountain with Big Daddy.
We drove away from our lodge as the boys called it, tired, weathered and skiers. I never thought I'd say I actually 'like' skiing. Nor did I ever think I'd be planning to find another mountain to conquer next year. But in my epiphany to try to live with no regrets.... I am now a skier, and I like it. I think Big Daddy likes it too.
Labels: Adventures, Never Say NEVER
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