A great read for current and ex-racers, as well as their parents. Looking back on my days as a snow competitor you really do realise skiing isn’t everything and there are more important things in life. Still, that doesn’t mean I didn’t love it, and I would not swap those racing days for anything!
Ski races are not known to be the happiest places on earth. You’ve got a few different personalities in the crowd at a ski race, and this is how it usually breaks down.
You’ve got the winner. This guy is psyched. He just beat everyone there. The only thing he is trying to figure out is a good response to the question, “how’d it go?” “Oh, I won,” sounds too pompous, “I did pretty good,” too cavalier. Seriously, it’s an awkward question for the winner, but they’ll figure out that you beat them later so for now, a simple “great” usually does the trick.
Next you’ve got the guys who were close, literal and relative to skill/age. They like to keep that smile on their faces and congratulate those around them, which is usually genuine. They are content but not satisfied. At the back of their heads there is this incessant nagging…
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