Last Christmas break I went skiing in Colorado, and I was pretty rusty considering I hadn't skied since I was eight or so. My older sister and I started on the bunny hills, and couldn't even handle those because I couldn't control my speed (yes, I am fully aware of how pathetic that sounds). But after enough practice, maybe two hours worth, we were comfortable enough to move onto the green hills. And then soon enough, we were going on blues, and we were killin it--OK, well, I was, but my sister still struggled quite a bit. But it did take quite some time for us to get into a groove, and it didn't exactly help that our other six family members started on the legit hills from the get go.

It was a rough start, and watching everyone else succeeded around us was anything but encouraging. A lot of things ran through my head that first day of skiing, as I had to bring my old skills out, and that was a long grueling process.

First off, this is pretty much what happened to me the very first few times I tried going down my bunny hills. I had no idea how to slow down, so I picked up speed (yes, believe me, the bunny hill did make me go fast) and just ended up crashing because I couldn't stop myself. Yup it was definitely a low point for me.

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And then there's the fact that there were kids half my age zooming around on their skis better than me. I mean, geez, some of these l'il nuggets were really impressive. I'm sure they loved the fact that my sister and I always seemed to be standing in their way, not knowing what to even do with ourselves because of our lack of skills. Granted, most of those kids probably have parents that just eat, sleep, and ski, but either way, they were still better than me, so that was anything but encouraging.

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But then there were also adults on the bunny and green hills that clearly should not have been there. I mean, I get that it's good to start easy and work your way up, but if you already have the skills, is it really necessary to do like 20 runs to show off? Oh, and to add to the dramatics, the snow flies everywhere because of their fancy moves. Good for you, people, but take your talent to the black diamonds where people appreciate all that jazz.

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And once you do advance to the harder green hills and the blues, you feel like a boss until you see these types of people...

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And you just feel like, pshh...

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It's very cool when people are doing all those fancy jumps and such and I obviously wish I could do that, but seeing people doing that all over the slopes while I'm just over here happy that I can pizza wedge makes me feel so inferior.

There were some points where I just wanted to give up and accept that skiing maybe wasn't my thing.

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Except for when I finally did get the hang of it, and zoomed down the slopes like Scooby here. Being able to go super fast, yet controlled of course, made all the hardships earlier in the day worth it. No jumps, no bumps, just speeding down the smooth snow with the wind blowing in your face...it's an unbeatable feeling and rush of adrenaline. I absolutely love it.

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And rest assured, everyone, I came back again this year and killed it on the slopes right off the bat.

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Happy skiing, everyone! You gotta love it.