Adrenaline was pumping in my ears. I had so much worry that I would hurt my already damaged head even more! We rounded up our crew and to my disbelief, there were 5 of us that were newbies. It was a relief. I wasn’t alone! I think it took around 30 minutes for me to finally get situated with the clothes, boots, and finally the skis. So much that I didn’t think of you must do to be ready to ski.
Skiing at Hovfjallet
Once our group was finally ready, we waddled awkwardly near one another to the outside world. My hubby, who has done this since he was really little, and our friends, with their families, were with us. The start of our training was a big deterrent. A machine would go around quickly in a circle. The object is that you’re supposed to grab the rope that dangles down and hold on to it. It brings you around and helps you with turning. I fell on my stomach multiple times. If I can’t do this, how am I going to ski? I thought with frustration. But the same thing happened to our newbie friend. Since my hubby kept seeing us fall, he told us to move to the next thing.
View from Hovfjallet
Our other friends were with us, and one taught kids how to ski. We newbies were all shown how to cross the skis too slowly. It felt a lot better with this than earlier. Eventually, my man took me for a one-on-one, which helped me a lot. That guy helped me with braking and going left and right.
Hovfjallet Skiing for my first time!
We went down a hill together, so I got the feeling. But the easy hill was connected to a more steeper one. I looked at him with big eyes. He chuckled and took my sticks. I held on to the ends so he could lead. As we went down, I panicked. I thought I was braking, but he ended up braking the whole way for both of us! I was half laughing and freaking out! But we made it! Phew!!! What a ride! I’m thankful I got a guy that has my front! Haha!
