MRA would like to welcome Abbi Ness to our group of guest writers. Fourteen years old and in 8th grade, she has been skiing since she was seven. She lives in Vancouver, Washington and skis at Mt. Hood. She enjoys playing soccer, and dancing, but skiing is her favorite. She has one brother, who helps her a lot when she’s skiing, and great parents that take her to the mountain every weekend.
People ask what skiing is like, well, I can never really answer that question because the feeling is indescribable.
Skiing is a sport that you have to work at, practice, enjoy it, and every time you snap into your bindings…just rip down the mountain. I like skiing because it makes me feel like I’m on top of the world, I can share the sport with my family, and it makes me stronger.
When I ski, I love to go fast! When you start a run, and you point your skis downhill, and just let yourself think about nothing other than that moment; then and there you feel like you are flying.
When I was little, and even now, I have always wanted to be able to fly like a bird. Skiing is the closest thing to it. When I say flying, I mean, like floating in the air — when you go fast, and you feel the wind on your face, through your coat, through your helmet — I feel like I am floating. This may sound a little cheesy, but it is the only way I know how to describe it. Going fast makes me just laugh. I laugh and scream all the way down the mountain because of the joy I have in my body at that time…especially when I pass someone!
If you want to fly, let yourself. Don’t be scared. If you don’t fall, you’re not skiing hard enough.
My brother and I are four years apart, he is older. Being a boy and girl and four years apart, it is hard to find things in common. Skiing is something we share. CJ (my brother) makes me push myself, he does not let me stop, he tells me I can do it, and I trust him. He is my skiing idol (besides Ingrid Backstrom, of course). He is so good at everything. Along with my parents, my dad taught me how to ski. He has the best form, he rips, and he goes hard until his legs are rubber! My mom is pretty good, too. She pushes me, as well, because she tells me I can’t beat her in a race, so I make myself faster. I can’t let my mom win!
So skiing is the one thing that we ALL love!
As a girl you want to be as good as any guy. Skiing is my way of showing that I’m as strong as any guy. Now, at this age, boys think that they are all that, and girls can’t beat boys, well, yes they can. Boys actually help me because they make me push myself harder, make me want to do more and more each time I put my skis on. Every time I get to the bottom of the run, I feel stronger. I have no upper body strength, but skiing is my strength, and skiing is what makes me feel strong. Skiing also teaches me how to be tough. As a skier I know I’m going to fall, when I fall I can’t cry every time, I have to get over it and just get up and do it again. Sometimes falls hurt like heck, but you can’t let that stop you, and I don’t.
All in all, skiing is my passion and I live for it.
I love everything about it, feeling like I’m top of the world, being close to my family, and feeling strong. I think no one should let fear stand in the way of doing anything, especially when they love it. Skiing can be scary sometimes but it just makes you feel even better when you finish that scary run, or cliff, or jump. Skiing will ALWAYS be part of me and I will do it until I physically can not do it anymore!