Written on June 13, 2015 For four, almost five, years, I’ve had everyone fooled. In an early post, entitled Why “Brave”?, I explained my stance on bravery this way: As a ski mom, you have a choice. You can be the worrier, or you can take a deep breath and cheer your children on. You […]
Being Brave
The Rock in My Way
When I mountain bike, I often get fixated on the rocks in my way. I see them in the trail. They’re big or they’re sharp or they’re at the top of a hill and I’m running out of steam. These rocks have been known to derail me, especially if I’m not looking forward, planning for […]
On Ski Injuries and Magical Thinking
For the first week I indulged in magical thinking. I would lie in my bed in the morning and if I was pain-free, wrapped warm and cozy in a narcotic haze, I’d think about skiing. I’d picture myself jumping out of bed, stretching my arms skyward. Then I’d see myself buckling my boots and clicking […]
Pyrrhic Victories: What’s A Mom To Do?
When our son was 9 years old, he placed second overall for the season in our local ski racing club. It was his first year of racing and he was absolutely thrilled. His coaches congratulated him, breaking the good news with smiles, hugs and a round of M&Ms and high fives. I was, to say […]
How I Found the Courage to Speak Up and Ski Better: A Guest Essay from a BSM
In April, I received an email from a reader named Cora Helm in response to my post on burn out. In her email Cora mentioned that as a relatively new skier, she often finds herself alone, unwilling to hold other, better skiers back. Reflecting on her last ski day of this past season, she wrote this essay and shared […]