I've been totally enjoying the Olympics and today had to top it--so far. I watched the Men's Alpine Skiing event today. While I felt that the run was entirely too icy, I actually felt myself holding onto my chair as the men went down. It did something to me I didn't think I'd feel again for a long time--Exhilaration! I wanted to feel the snow and air on my face and the anticipation of wondering if I'd make it down the hill without breaking my neck. I can't speak for the skiiers, but I almost felt that I wanted to be there, not competing but going down the hill. Of course, my hill would probably be the second shortest hill on the mountain..
I was never a big sports person as I've often struggled with vertigo, depth perception, and balance. Hypo-thyroidism when I was small did not help as it affected my muscles and hamstrings. Gym class from elementary school to junior high was a trial for me from beginning to end. However, when I went skiing, I couldn't help but love it. I'm amazed I can say that, as my earliest and most embarrassing memory of skiing, in grade 4, had me hooked on the fence waiting for someone to get me off. My glasses were all foggy and I was amazed I wasn't crying as my friends swept by me down the hill. There was also those horrible inventions: the rope and the t-bar. I hated those with a passion.
In later grades, I again took to the hills. While I slipped and fell a few times, I didn't end up on the fence. I was determined that I was going to enjoy myself. I loved going up the chair lift and found it easier to get off of than the t-bar. I learned, in one lesson, how to ski without my poles! Again, my favourite word these days--exhilaration! I haven't skiied for over 30 years, but hope to do it again. I think I will. I don't know whether it's that I want to prove myself after all those years being teased about my lack of co-ordination, but I'm finding myself wanting to enjoy things I've either not done or haven't done for a long time. My mother laughs as my list of things to do (bucket list?) seems to get longer.
If there is any hint of self-pity, forgive me, but I'm also realizing that maybe my fear of many things has held me back from testing myself more. Who knows what I'll do next? Come soon for my list!