Made it to Aspen a few days ago. Planes cancelled here and there so have to drive up from Denver. A beautiful drive. Loll for a day, hit slopes. Always terrified that all skills will have fled…will tumble down mountain in shameful heap… pathetic old chap who ought to be watching the Olympics in darkness.
Not a bit of it.
Meet old ski instructor with his charges in gondola on way up… confess to vast age… admit am a little uneasy on first run. At top of mountain, as I put on skis, old instructor comes over and whispers in ear… “HERE IS THE SECRET! Don’t hold back. GO FOR IT HARD. Only way you’re going to %$#* up is if you hold back. You are who you are: go for it.
Which I did. Muscle memory cut in, big time, and I was there!
The lesson: MUSCLE MEMORY IS VERY STRONG. If you ‘ve stayed in decent shape, muscle memory will take care of the rest. I skied about as well – or as badly – as for last 20 years. A teeny bit of grace, a turn of speed, a dance or two in the bumps. Sheer joy!