There's something great about mastering something. To get truly decent at something like skiing. At the same time, there's something equal or possibly even better about doing something you're bad at. Like somebody jumping on a skateboard they found in their friend garage and rolling around on it. Or even the people we consider jerries or kooks. It may not be their first time, in fact it might be their 100+ time and they aren't very good, but they're obvious to all that. That run they make it down without eating shit, or
There's something about our sport that puts a smile on your face. Sure there are levels of frustration with learning something, but those don't necessarily go away as you improve.
Maybe you struggled to to make turns on steep pitches and ate shit consistently, what makes that struggle less valid than learning to spin onto rails.
One of the best things about our sport is that you can enjoy it at so many different levels. The first timer on skis, the dude touring in the backcountry, and the kid throwing ridiculous lines in the park can all be equally stoked from their day.
Sure, nobody is going to watch your 8 minute video with terrible music of you and your friends skiing down green runs, but if you're stoked fuck it.
Sometimes it's easy to focus in so hard on the progress, the next trick, etc, that sometimes we can miss the simple joys. I'm not saying that if you get frustrated learning a trick you aren't having fun, you're doing something wrong. I'm just saying that sometimes even bullshit weather and bullshit terrain can be a great time.
Just make sure you don't take yourself to serious.
There's something about our sport that puts a smile on your face. Sure there are levels of frustration with learning something, but those don't necessarily go away as you improve.
Maybe you struggled to to make turns on steep pitches and ate shit consistently, what makes that struggle less valid than learning to spin onto rails.
One of the best things about our sport is that you can enjoy it at so many different levels. The first timer on skis, the dude touring in the backcountry, and the kid throwing ridiculous lines in the park can all be equally stoked from their day.
Sure, nobody is going to watch your 8 minute video with terrible music of you and your friends skiing down green runs, but if you're stoked fuck it.
Sometimes it's easy to focus in so hard on the progress, the next trick, etc, that sometimes we can miss the simple joys. I'm not saying that if you get frustrated learning a trick you aren't having fun, you're doing something wrong. I'm just saying that sometimes even bullshit weather and bullshit terrain can be a great time.
Just make sure you don't take yourself to serious.
