Living in Colorado Springs, Micah grew up skiing in the Rocky Mountains. Growing up in the mid-west I lived for water-skiing. Downhill skiing is one of Micah’s favorite things to do. When my sister came to visit a two years ago he taught us and my 6-year-old nephew how to ski in the Rockies. He was very patient and loved that we were learning. Last year we didn’t ski because it was a busy winter, getting ready for the wedding. So this year, I promised Micah I would go once with him, because I knew it meant a lot.
So last week we headed up to Keystone to ski for the day. I don’t know about you, but I personally don’t enjoy doing things I am not good at. Call it what you may. If you are familiar with Colorado, you might know that Keystone has slightly steeper slopes than other mountains. The Green (easiest run) starts at the top of the mountain. Awesome. I will say however, the view from the top was breathtaking and worth every penny and second of frustration I might have had 🙂 I stood at the top in awe. Then attempted to ski.
An hour and a half later we arrive at the bottom of the run. I decided it was time for hot chocolate and sent Micah to do his black diamond show off stuff, while I enjoyed the town area. I did do one more run before the day ended. I was pretty tired the second go round. Here is a glimpse into how that went…
I fall. “Micah, this is your fault!”
Micah: “No babe, it’s not.”
Me: Stuck, trying to get up. “Well its your fault you are not closer to me to help me up!”
Micah: “No, I am sorry that you are stuck though.” Then he verbally guided me through the tragic moment.
Half way down the mountain I had an attitude adjustment, and enjoyed the rest of the day. I am thankful for Micah’s patience and good attitude. All in all it was a fun day, however I will not be skiing Keystone anytime soon.