Learning how to ski at 40 is f’ing scary!
I dove head first into a lot of uncomfortable things in my business and life this year, but learning how to ski at 40 when you have a legit fear of heights (and highly dislike ice, cold, chaos, baggage and schlepping), is by far the scariest AF thing I’ve done to date. This pic is proof I was up there. I can hardly believe it so thank you to Gail for capturing it.
Bear is dead(head) set on our family experiencing the fun, beauty and bonding that skiing can bring (blah blah blah), so I am trying my best. I made it on 4-5 chairlifts on Saturday with my instructor (can’t remember exactly how many because I was gripping the security bar and clenching my teeth so hard while also trying to not look down), so that feat alone was major for me. And let’s be honest. The whole après ski thing is really fun and totally up my alley so now I’m trying to earn the après part by actually doing the skiing part.
So now that I’m an expert 😂, I can quit and stick to dry warm surfaces of the earth. No but really, I realize with anything that you have to crawl before you walk and it is so important to invest in yourself in any area of your life where you clearly need help and someone knows much more than you. I’m lucky I can be that person in the food and health world and understand how much impact a coach-mentor-expert can have on your life and help you navigate and conquer your struggles that you never thought possible.
The instructors that helped me begin my icy journey through the slopes is exactly my job when it comes to nutrition. When you feel completely confused and helpless with your health habits, I am your person. Life is all about guiding each other. So there are my deep thoughts and now it’s time to make lunch for my kids. Back to the grind. Laundry, work, gym, laundry, grocery shopping, work, laundry, and carpools.