Pro tip: do not try to stop with your face. It hurts.
That's your tip for today. Now here is how I learned it:
Before I begin story time you need to know about a fall I took in Egypt. I was at a bazaar in Cairo, stepped in a pot hole. I twisted my ankle, not so bad but bad enough that I was limping for a few days. It hasn't bothered me in awhile...
We skied Whistler today. Whistler has some fantastic runs, the green Run is amazing. Well my ankle starts acting up about 10 min in. Problem. I can't sit still for long, if I do I cramp up and I can't rest on my other leg because it's hurting now. Problem. So, I get the green light to go on ahead. I am cruising down the run at a good clip, I'm feeling good. I come up on a junction, my run merges with the blue run, not a problem. I notice a class of kids and an instructor so I give them a wide berth. This takes me sort of up an embankment towards where the runs meet. Ok I can deal...
I almost made it. Im going smoothly by when I guess I turn my ankle a bit and my ski catches on a clump of snow. Suddenly, I'm on my face. I was fine. Only thing I fractured was my pride. I roll over and start laughing. It was funny. I knew it. The instructor knew it. And the kids sure knew it. The instructor did slide on over to make sure I was good. Pulled out my ski where I'd left it. So I lay there for a bit. To laugh and rest. My face still burns. Not from embarrassment but because I slid on it for about two feet. Must have looked spectacular though, wish I hadn't been face down in the snow...
I finished the run no problem. Even took the ski lift over to another run instead of taking a bus (if you remember my hotel is on Blackcomb, I was on Whistler. You have to either ski over, which we did, or take a bus.). I finished that run with no Casualties.
I now sit, waiting for the cleaning lady to finish so I can shower. I am beat. Don't know what we are doing later. I am certain though that sleep will be part of my immediate plans.
-K
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