Off the recovery, and on the ski train
After five and a half weeks on the recovery train, I got back on skis today and felt pretty good. After breaking some ribs back in the end of December, it has been an arduous endeavor and has taken a lot of patience to just relax and not move, as well as a lot of help from a special someone to get through it. However, after getting back on skis today I realized that I had not missed a lot as far as the snow conditions, but it was fun to be frolicking with gravity yet again. While it was fun to be out on snow again there is definitely that voice in the back of my head screaming not to get hurt because the memory of absolute agony is fresh on my pallet. None-the-less, the confidence will build with time and the innate joy for skiing will reappear.
It did not take long on the couch for me to realize how special it is to have your health and mobility. Furthermore, how lucky I, as well as others that are to be able to ski really are. Skiing is a unique sport and it is special to be able to participate in such a rigorous activity. However, now that I am able to ski again I hope it starts snowing so we can all enjoy the rest of the season. From here I am off to Salt Lake City to follow some snow, but the radar is looking a little less promising then the rumors floating around of “this huge storm that is coming.” I’ll just have to go see for myself.