skiing

So there is something you all didn't know and even i didn't' know about myself. I am an AMAZING skier. I have this theory that we are all great at 5 things. We can be good at lots of things but we can really only be great at a finite few. Some people are good at doing free throws. Some people have excellent balance. Some people are good at memorizing state capitols. My big talents are that you can drop me anywhere in any mall in the world and i can find my way around and out. Same goes for mall parking lots and finding my car. I also am amazing with maps because i have an internal compass. Also i can figure out how to work any television remote control after looking at it for 5 minutes or less. finally the last one i have become aware of is my ability to remember mundane details from movies, actors names, characters, and song lyrics. i figure this is all in the same genre of talent so i will just include it as 1 talent.

Well today i went skiing and perhaps i should add to that list, because DAMN i am fucking good! ok i mean i'm not like a professional but seriously for being an out of shape 25 year old who has never done winter sports i feel like i did really well on my first try. My friends kept saying "you are actually good! we can't believe it! we thought you would be awful!" I didnt' take offense because honestly i thought i would suck too. We did 2 runs down the bunny slope and we were like..fuck this let's move to the beginner slopes. And than 3 rides down that one they all agreed that i was ready for the intermediate slopes. So how did thye teach me to ski, you might ask? Basically they said, blaze down that hill and try not to fall. Sure there were 5 year olds zooming past me BUT THAT IS NOT THE POINT!! the point is that i fell like 4 times in a matter of 3 and a half hours of skiing and i mean, I BLAZED! i truly embodied what it means to blaze!!

I would never call myself a sporty person, nor would i call myself someone who does adventurous activities. But for some reason i decided when i moved to michigan i would try to be the me i had never been in california: ie nature loving and what not. It's kind of like how when i went to college i decided that i wasn't going to be a loser anymore/josie grossie. Well so far despite becoming super white, which i feel is inevitable living in the epicenter of whhhiteness, i have also come to appreciate things that i never woudl have loved before. Like leaves falling, and snow on the ground and shit like that.