I could probably write a novel about the things I have done over the past week but since most of you wouldn't have the time to read it ill try and keep it short(ish).
Finding a glove for my hand with the cast wasn't an issue, my coach offered his up right away, but getting it on was. It took the two of us and alot of force to get it on but we finally did and you wouldn't be able to find a happier kid on the mountain that day. It was a blue bird day, the terrain was steep, the snow was money and I was just stoked to be skiing. Mike Jaynk, a former World Cup athlete, was saying this is the best training he has seen in at least 3 years. The next few days got a bit harder for me, the conditions stayed stellar but mentally it became a bit of a struggle. I wanted to ski the course so bad! Freeskiing was getting lonely and doing 15 laps of the same run while your team mates are shredding and having a time in the course, I couldnt help but want to do it too. Don’t get me wrong, there’s still no other place in the world I would prefer to be than on the mountain.
The coaches surprised us two days ago with a spontaneous "ski racing culture" trip to Kitzbuhel. The venue of the race is at the heart of ski racing! One of the fastest, steepest and gnarlyest downhills of the year. After skiing we packed a backpack and off we went. It was a two hour drive until we made it to our hotel. The owner seemed to be good friends with our coach and so he opened up the hotel just for us. Felt pretty VIP. While strolling through the center of town to go find dinner we happened a pone Hansi Hinterseer. Don’t worry I didn’t know who he was either. But after hearing stories and looking him up it turns out he is a pretty big deal. He won Kitzbuhel back in 1974 and is now a pretty well-known folk singer. If you get the chance look up the song "The Ski Twist" do it, it made my day. We visited The Londoner that evening, just to look. It’s a pub located at the heart of town during the race. We didn’t stay long and all went to bed early that night as we were tired. The next day we took the gondola up the mountain and hiked down the Downhill. It was crazy steep. The racers do from 0km/h to 70km/h in 3 seconds. It’s THAT steep. I almost peed my pants just looking down it. TV hardly does it justice. It was a long walk down but every minute was a blast. We spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the town and then headed back home (our hotel in Hintertux).
That night a storm came in around midnight. The wind was howling, blowing over the chairs on the patio below us and it even opened our window that was not properly closed. It woke us all up. I ended up crawling into bed with the other two girls until the lightning stopped and wind died down. It was the perfect Sound of Music scenario. This morning the trees were battered but it was still raining/snowing. We made it to the top of the mountain where we found our coaches waiting for us to tell us skiing was cancelled. We just rode the chairaround the station and back down. The wind has since disappeared and the rain has become snow. It is snowing quite heavily so skiing tomorrow is questionable but we are going to try. The first snowfall always makes me smile and I can't help but look forward to what this winter will bring. :)
This was written on 10/22/14 but due to poor internet I was unable to post it.