Upon Further Review

A friend from my MBA program suggested that he hopes to see me in the next Winter Olympics, and after today I would suggest that if I were only younger, I would totally be there. Ok, so that may have overstated my skills ..... scratch skills..... attempts at skiing. I really had hopes though, I really thought I had a shot at the 2014 Olympic Games. I started late in life, but there was still hope, maybe I was an untapped prodigy. That hope quickly diminished however when I found myself laying spread eagle on the slopes with a 6 year-old skiing by giving me the finger. Ok, so that didn't quite happen, but I saw those little patronizing eyes. Just because you came out of the womb wearing skis doesn't give you the right to judge a 24 year-old first time skier!

In all seriousness though, skiing was a lot of fun.... and I did end up on my butt a fair number of times. By all means though, I view this venture as a success. First of all, I'm still alive. I think this was a legitimate concern going in, and I defied the odds and made it out alive. Secondly, I came out of it without seriously hurting myself, and more importantly, without seriously injuring someone else. No doubt, when most of the Arapahoe Basin ski-goers saw me coming they probably immediately left for a different resort, but those who stayed came away unscathed, miraculously. And finally, I didn't get so frustrated that I wanted to quit and by all means would like to go skiing again. I will however need to lick my wounds and let my legs heal up from the repeated beating I gave them via skis. So, in twenty-four more years, look out Rocky Mountains, you will be conquered!