My journey with water sports began last year. I decided I wanted to learn how to ski, and Derek said, great, skiing is SO easy and you'll be awesome. My mom said, It's so much fun and SO easy, I know you'll love it. Long story short, it was not easy. Not for me anyway. I spent the majority of one long weekend trying and trying and failing to ski, meanwhile
walking waddling around like a duck for a week after.
A few weeks ago, I decided to give wakeboarding a shot, thinking maybe since my legs weren't being ripped in separate directions, it would be a little easier. Wrong. So so wrong. It was 100 times harder and I was already in a bad mood so I gave up quickly.
Tuesday, Derek insisted that I give skiing another go, with a friend of his (who is a member of a ski club that just happens to own a really bad-a ski boat). So we drove over to their ski lake and watched Derek's friend jump a ramp and do other crazy things and then I gave it a go. And I stood up! My very first try.
I like to call this one "Crouching Tiger"
I have about 100 pictures that look pretty much exactly like this one on my phone so I won't put more than this one. But I do have some vids that I think you should watch.
This is Derek's friend jumping the ramp:
He actually did land it a few times, I just didn't capture it on camera. Also I never want to try that.
Derek took one video of me (on my first run) but it's not wanting to upload so just imagine a newborn horse taking it's first steps and that's pretty much what I looked like. But hey, it floats. Derek and his friend agree that it was because I was being pulled by a better boat (Derek's isn't quite as powerful) and they say it has to be "powerful enough to be gentle." Whatever that means.
Have you ever water skied or wakeboarded? Did it come naturally for you?