skiing experience Essay

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My Risky Skiing Experience As I grew up in a small town, life was pretty boring most of the time. I've always thought about interesting ways of spending my time. Finally, I decided to join my high school ski club. It all started in January of 1997; I was completely oblivious of the sport and just wanted to try something new. After my first lesson I was hooked. It's a fantastic feeling to be gliding down a slope on a soft powdery surface. Unlike many other sports, you have the safety of knowing you can fall and it usually won't hurt much. In fact, on steep hills, there's a very fine line between falling and actually skiing. You might fall backward and slide down on your side a bit but then push yourself back up and regain control with only a moment to realize what just happened. I loved this sport as it gave me the best feeling I ever had. This feeling you have when you consciously make the decision to lean into the fall, as if you were leaning into the entire valley in front of you, with all the little trees and lakes far below. And you know, the split second after you make that decision, a rock solid decision, there is no turning back. Your whole body is immediately swept forward and you are pointing down, head over feet, and in one more split second you will be flying away at top speed. You execute a turn, and another, and your body compresses hard at your knees with the weight of your turning. If you turn too hard and your skis skid out from under you, you'll fly out of control. But they don't. You've attacked the cliff, and succeeded. Soon the trees and lakes are normal size again, and you stop to catch your breath before heading up the lift to do it again. However, like every other sport, skiing has moments of glory and others of failing. But, with skiing, failing

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