That Was Wimpy

Mrs. Grays on Trays (who is neither gray nor a tray rider, err, snowboarder) accompanied me to a ski hill.

Her reaction to my piperiding: “That was wimpy.”

Wow. Sounds like I better get to work! Actually, my excursion was meant to be wimpy. There’s something about the pipe that is intimidating and calls for extra attention to the principle of take-it-easy building of skills.

Get into a turn at the top of the pipe wall and falter, and you fall on your face. Get too much speed going up the wall and don’t get the turn started, and you can fly out. Oh, that’s fine for Shaun White, but me? Haha! There’s also the potential (I’ve never kept enough speed long enough to know if this is true) of getting dizzy by being whipped around the various turns–sort of like being on a roller coaster.

Of course, there are times when it’s more difficult to ride more slowly than with some speed. Maybe another day.