Conquer

Just over a month till going back skiing.
If you me at all, you’ll know I am PETRIFIED of skiing even more than I am frogs.
All results from becoming paralysed with fear on the first slope in Champoluc, 2018.
The runs name? The Wall of Death which N seemed to think was an appropriate start despite me not having been on skis for 25 years.
I was stuck on the edge of the slope for a full hour, tears, dramalama could not control it and it ruined the trip for me as invented the skill of skiing uphill to compensate for the slightest speed I might muster.
So here I go trying to get some help with The Fear. Met the lovely Emma who was kind, not judgey or shouty and soon had me going downhill. A few more lessons and might get some speed about me too :)