Skiing

Well, I went skiing yesterday for the first time in my life! Yes, my dad is practically a professional cross-country skier. Yes, I grew up in Colorado w/the most beautiful and popular ski slopes in the entire country. And no, I had never been skiing before yesterday. Nor really had the desire. But the Stoehr family all wanted to and Tyler convinced me to go. And I decided it was time to face my fears and just do it! Well, let me just say I never want to do it again. I seriously think child birthing was easer than skiing, physically and emotionally. Let me explain. Before Tyler and I even got to the bunny hill I had troubles just putting on the skis! Tyler and I couldn't figure out why my boot wouldn't lock into the bindings. Well, the heel of my boot had a chunk of ice stuck to it. Then, before we even go to the hill I slipped down a very minor hill. Well, it took like 15 minutes for me to figure out how to get up!
During my first run on a green slope I fell multiple times, came to tears nearly twice and trudged along long paths and inched down small hills and about twice fill the "thrill" of the wind blowing in my face as I whizzed down a hill, or rather, skied down a hill! So after it took me at least 1 hour to make it down this slope, I was exhausted, frustrated and saddened. I then went to the car to eat lunch and I didn't feel like going back for a 2nd run. I felt like I had been beat up (not that I would know what that feels like, I can only imagine) because my entire body was sore. Well, I talked myself into going down once more. And I did make it down a lot quicker and it was more enjoyable despite the fact that my head bounced on the ground on one fall and then a few minutes later I literally hugged a tree before I fell down into a thick layer of powdery snow. I'm a tree hugger! Then we sat in 3 1/2 hour icy traffic while I thought of my dear children and how much I wanted to be w/them instead of being stuck on a white mountain. So after all this, I have officially decided that I do not want or need to go downhill skiing ever again in my life. I have now been there, done that, and so on. Thank you very much. The end. Period. No questions asked.
BUT, I do need to add, that despite my struggles and frustrations yesterday, my love for Tyler increased again. I remember how patient he is and what a great teacher he is! He explained to me how to ski (I just didn't get it or was not coordinated enough for it). But he was incredibly amazing! He stayed by my side the whole time, picked me up when I fell and encouraged me the whole way! That was the best part of my day!