HOLY WHITE OUT!!

I have never shoveled so much snow in my life holy shiza! I have had shoveling duty for the last 5 days and have had snow to shovel every single morning. I suppose this is a good thing since that means more base to ski on which is amazing! Today on the slopes it was snowing all day so it was a bit chilly but no biggie really. When we got home however it turned into a full blown whiteout which was my first and my god it was insane! Walking the 100 ft back to my intern cabin I could hardly open my eyes to walk it was soo windy and snowy.

Yesterday started out awesome, we got our 3 mountain passes and then got to ski all day, yes that's right, I WAS SKIING ALL DAY :) jealous much muahaha. We talked about proper form and how to hold our poles, balance, edging etc etc. Today was just about the same except a bit more information about how to get started with people who are new to skiing. We learned about how to get kids comfortable on skis, the feel of snow, sliding, and just having your foot stiffly attached to the ski. It was a little slow but I know it is worth it. I got pretty frustrated today trying to figure out which of the 50 million things i needed to be focusing on as I went down the hill. As many of you know I can hardly focus on one thing let alone 5 different things at one time while flying down a mountain...operation DISASTER. I managed fine when I got it down to one or two things to focus on at a time. As annoying as it was to be going so slowly it got me super excited for what's to come. I will be on lessons teaching in only 3 weeks which is really soon. The worst part of the day was that I have a mondo blister on my foot from my new shiny boots which super sucks! It started yesterday from a little fuzz ball on my sock and turned into a full blown disaster today.

After skiing today we went to learn about transfer training. This essentially is learning how to transfer someone from their wheelchair to their bed or from a sofa to their chair etc. This was pretty challenging especially when I had to transfer Chris who is pretty dang tall, probably 6'4". I managed to get him up with a lot of struggling but then when it came to getting him back to the wheelchair I couldn't see a damn thing. I was literally staring straight into his chest or armpit or something I honestly couldn't tell. When you do a transfer you are all up in their personal bubble which can be awkward so this seemed impossible. I managed to land him into the chair but it definitely wasn't graceful at all. When we switched places and he had to transfer me it was just about as awkward. I'm pretty sure if anyone was watching it looked like that awkward dancing you do in 7th grade; arms outstreched so you don't have to touch, butt out and looking opposite directions...super awkward.

(Bassically what it looked like...)

Either way with lots of practice we managed to figure ourselves out and have a successful transfer. The last bit we learned was transferring someone to the toilet...now lets talk awkward!!! I decided to opt out until the time came I absolutely had to figure it out.

On that wonderful note...I'm outta here =)

xoxo

-L