Skiing Trip to Zillertal
My second skiing trip. By all criteria it was very different from the previous one (which was the first). This time I again understood a lot, but also made many new acquaintances, learned even more about myself and became even more disappointed in myself, although I know why everything was the way it was and not otherwise.
This time to Zillertal. And not alone, like the first time. You can read about the first trip here. That one was on the German side of the Alps. Now on the Austrian side.
In Austria the Alps are more beautiful. And the resort itself – Zillertal Arena – is significantly more attractive in many ways than Lenggries.
The main problems I faced this time are as follows. First, my glasses fog up and I can't see anything. You start to feel a bit lost and scared. The ideal option would be to make ski goggles with prescription lenses and tinted glass, otherwise I don't even know if there's any point in continuing to learn. In fog it's also unclear what's happening - there's some feeling of movement in your legs, but the snow and air merge and you can't see anything. You don't understand where you are and your head starts spinning.
Secondly, I need to repeat again that you need to lean forward, press into the tongue of the boot and lean when turning. I think it's a matter of fear and fatigue here.
And about fatigue – again a reminder to be strong. I started to treat my physical fitness more carefully after this trip and the next, third time, should be significantly easier.
Overall, this time it was much easier and more fun to ski, although on the second day again in the morning there was nonsense, that I completely didn't understand what to do. Again a problem because I didn't get enough sleep and ate quite little porridge. In general, as always, I need to eat a lot – nothing new. Plus, fatigue accumulates – once again, you need to eat and rest. And fatigue accumulates because you need to be stronger. Therefore, once again: you need to maintain decent physical fitness.
The instructor this time I didn't really like. But others liked him. On the second-third day I started to rapidly lose faith in myself.
On the third day I spent a long time on two blue slopes. I managed to ski across the slope with parallel skis and turn properly.
Then I wanted to work through this video. I was planning to practice with it, but many things started going wrong by that point.
Two months have passed since then and, I think, it's time to admit my biggest problem. I went on a red slope, but it turned out to be significantly more difficult than I expected. And somewhere at the halfway point I ran out of mental and physical strength. I don't even want to tell what happened next. It was another lesson for me. And what needs to be understood is that spontaneous decisions like "why not climb up to a red slope at the end of the day when tired" should not be made, otherwise you'll face a prolonged existential crisis.