There is nothing quite like the rush I get from skiing.
I can’t put into words how much I love it!
The last time I was in Queenstown, it was challenging to say the least.
I got sick.
So sick that I slept for nearly 50% of the trip. I missed so much.
One of the days I was skiing down the slopes and I couldn’t control my leg.
A week later, after returning home to Brisbane, I went to the doctors and discovered that I had a serious problem with my hip. I needed an operation.
Which then turned into two operations.
After giving myself time to heal, I made it back to Queenstown and back out on the slopes.
I won’t lie, I wasn’t just scared, I was terrified.
Terrified that I would hurt myself again and terrified that I’d push too hard again and lose
another two years of physical activity. I’ve missed my active life!
So instead of staying in, today I hired the skis, caught the lift and pushed myself way out of my comfort zone.
It was the best thing I could have done.
I only made it down two runs, but it’s a starting point. It’s a giant leap back from an injury.
This has given me even more motivation to come back fitter and stronger.
Watch out Queenstown, I can’t wait till I’m back!
Lesson learnt: Life begins at the edge of your comfort zone! BOOM!