I had a ski day today, my first of the year. It was exhilarating and debilitating. I got up there before opening at 9AM. That means I got good parking which is important to my stamina issues.
I planned to ski at least the morning and perhaps into the afternoon, depending on how I held up. I did not hold up well. In the middle of my fifth run, I realized I was out of gas. Unfortunately, I was on the Number Four Face, skiing under the chair. The run was pretty well infested with moguls which I no longer ski well.
At one point, I slid to a stop and lost my balance and fell. I could not get back up. I was really struggling and just could not get up. I was underneath the Number Four chairlift and I became really aware that people were watching me.
I waited to catch my breath and for the chair to be empty of on lookers.
I struggled and struggled to push myself up. I finally succeeded but was totally out of breath. I decided I was done.
So I got in six runs and my ski season has begun.
But it wasn't pretty!
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