I've been living over seas for 7 years now, previously living in Kuwait (Middle east) for 2 years and now Shanghai (China) for 5. I don't really like it due to the lack of outdoor sports and of course, lack of skiing. I spend hours each day watching ski edits and waiting to move back and ski I honestly don't know how I made it this far....
My parents recently got jobs and are moving to Switzerland next year (just my luck eh), so we came over here to check out property and places to live. A few days ago we got the chance to go up to the hill which was my first day skiing in 7 years, previously I had skied one day 5 years ago but I'm not really going to count that. (last time I skied a full season was 11 years old).
I was so stoked to go up to the mountain and ski, also next year I'm going to be moving up to Squamish studying Wilderness Leadership and will be able to ski Whistler which I absolutely cannot wait for.
I went up to the mountain not knowing what to really expect, nervous if I would still enjoy it as much as I used to and if I really want to do this as a job basically basing my future off of decisions that I think I will like.
Got up to the mountain strapped on my shitty skis that i was borrowing from a family friend and got ready for my first run. I went into the terrain park and previously never trying rails I went down getting ready for my first feature I would hit. I landed on the rail and instantly fell back eating shit. Hard.
I cruised down to the end of the run and thought to myself "fuck maybe I really am not cut out for this but I'm not giving up" So i went up and tried another rail, this time the box. Same thing happens I fall back and land on my ass. I decided to myself fuck rails, I'm just going to hit the jumps.
After seasoning some of the terrain park for most of the day and hitting the smaller ones I tried some of the medium sized jumps and found them not to be too bad. (I'm pretty bad with speed and didn't honestly know how fast to go). After awhile I wanted to stomp a 360. Hit the jump and managed to land it first try, I was super stoked!!!
At the end of the day I was so pumped on skiing I just wanted to do it again, even if I could hardly walk. Can't wait to move to Whistler next year and ski and have some fun... been waiting to damn long for this to happen.
Just wanted to share my stoke with everyone, probably most people will TL;DR and thats fine but those who liked/read it thanks :)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT THINK I AM GOOD. I AM SIMPLY SHARING MY STORY AND STOKE FOR HOW MUCH FUN I HAD AND WANTED TO SHARE IT WITH SOMEONE. I KNOW I DO NOT HAVE TOM WALLISCH STEEZE.
Thank you :)
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