03/27/2026
I’m not ever going to ski again.
During my trip to Colorado, I skied with my siblings. Well, I tried to ski with my siblings. They are all fairly experienced with sliding down mountains, even my niece and nephew were shredding away on their snowboards.
I think skiing is difficult for me because of the independence of each foot. I have to control the unique yaw, pitch and roll of my shins and ankles while working in tandem with the other limb.
Not my cup of tea. I also dislike tea.
I did realize after my repeated attempts and subsequent failures, that I might be better at snowboarding. I’ve done board-related sports before and I feel comfortable as my entire being work with/against something else. The split attention and focus of two skis was too much for my formerly coordinated extremities to really manage well.
So next time I’ll take experiences that I have some experience in and apply them to a new thing, instead of just jumping into something I know that I have a disadvantage at doing.
But I’ll still jump in, just with a little more intention and a little less guesswork.
I’ll be back, but just not on skis.