Seeing the skier completing ball two and disappear into the fog, I become anxious and nervous to ski in such conditions. Knowing I had six buoys to complete and barely being able to see the gates, thoughts started to flood my mind  “What if I fall . . . what if I can’t see the buoys . . . what if . . .?”

The visibility was . . . wait there was no visibility.  When I first arrived, I thought the lake was straight ahead from the dock, compared to it being to the right of the dock.  As the skier came back after completing both passes, I started to realize, I would be able to ski in these conditions.  Trying to block my own doubt and the back round chatter of the fog, I jumped into the water and, as the water cooled my body, I attempted to cool my nerves. Skiing into a white obscure cloud, still not able to see the course, I pulled out for my gaits, and I did what I knew and that was ski.  To my surprise, I was able to see the buoys when I needed to complete each turn.  Completing the first pass, I was put at ease, knowing I was able to ski despite the fog. Falling on my first set, after skiing my average, I started to swim back to the shoreline and walked back to the starting dock (aka the walk of shame), and then I started to realize, my thoughts of doubt were completely wrong.  I was still able to see the course. Being able to see the whole course before skiing, I thought this was essential to ski well.  However, skiing in the fog, showed me, seeing the whole course prior to skiing is not necessarily an essential.

This being the last tournament I still had some goals to complete before the season ended. Soon the fog lifted and it turned into a warm blue-sky day, with the weather change, I thought for sure I would achieve my last goal. Disappointed not making this one goal, I was reminded life is not always as planned. Skiing has taught me many lessons that I have been able to relate to everyday life. This particular tournament (Warman Lake Tournament), I took away many lessons applying them to life and also to my skiing. With skiing in the fog, and having a no visibility, made me realize I don’t need to see the whole picture of the future. Staying persistence to the course of life and not giving up, life is some way or another will give the correct directions on where to go next. Just like skiing in the fog, I was able to see each buoy when I needed to complete the turn.

Skiing in the last competition for this season and realizing the season has come to an end, I started thinking of changes I needed to make for next season to accomplish this particular goal and other goals. I was anxious about these decisions and wanted some guarantee these decision will improve my skiing. Yet, after skiing in the fog and not being able to see the whole course, I accepted I do not know what the future will be with these choices.  All I know if I stay persistence with the sport, I will continue to ski.

One thought on “IN A FOG

  1. I’m so impressed with what you’ve posted. The explanation of ski competition was teriffic. I look forward to reading more. You look pretty good on those skis, by the way. Dolores

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