If I hadn't learned at that age, I don't know if I would have had the guts to go down a snowy slope with two sticks on my feet. Ok, maybe I would have tried with some
Our friends have ski passes that they let us borrow, so we had the opportunity to go out for the day in Telluride. I'm thankful!
I was nervous to put my feet on two skis again and go down a slope. As I rode the chairlift up with my dad, my legs felt a little like jelly. Could I really manage to remember what I learned as a kid? What if I got to the top and didn't know how to get down? Dad reassured me that it would all be fine, and that it really wasn't that hard. That helped.
As soon as I skied off that chairlift, it all started coming back. It didn't take long before it felt natural again. It brought back memories of family days on the slopes in Czech or Slovakia. I used to love to ski, and now I love it again.
The best part? A day with Dad, and soaking in the beauty of Colorado mountains. What a perfect thing to do before I go back to the city today. I feel refreshed.