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March 06, 2011

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CF Oxtrot

Snoburbans hate skiing secretly and love it externally because it's so hard to master. Can't be mastered on a one-week-trip-per-year curriculum.

The inner hatred comes from realizing there's no instant gratification, the external lust comes from pretending to have already mastered it.

There's also that angle of it being madly expensive, which provides many outlets for status display!

I miss living in DC Snoburbia and seeing people leaving their skis on their car ski racks, the better to show sport superiority, regardless of the stupidity of exposing one's skis & bindings to the road schmutz of the DC metro area. Life is a pose!

(excellent entry!)

MattF

The one thing my dad ever forbade me to do was learn to ski. He was a radiologist.

nikki

Oh thank God I'm not the only snoburban resident who gas never skied. it's the ski lift that terrifies me the most. I've never thought I was missing out.

Doris

I do not ski; I have never skied; I will never ski. I hate cold weather and I have the coordination of a rabid llama (or for any Angel fans, of Numfar!).

Queen of the Weezils

I do plenty of things that could potentially result in my death (motorcycle riding, scuba diving, etc) but I draw the line at skiing. I'm sure it's loads of fun, but I know me and my capabilities and I suspect any attempt to ski would result in pain. You go. I'm going to hang out it the lodge and have some cocoa. With Bailey's.

Karen

I gave up skiing during one of my first lessons when I found myself arguing with a 5 year old over a place in line for the rope pull up the bunny slope.

Christine

Hey, bunny hills aren't quite so bunny-ish! No shame at all in not making it down! I always pictured something like a gentle sledding hill when I thought of the bunny hill...until my first time skiing!

mistah charley, ph.d.

My first roommate in college was from Falls Church. He went skiing for the first time, and came back with a broken leg.

I never went skiing.

Justafed

CFoxtrot wrote:

The inner hatred comes from realizing there's no instant gratification, the external lust comes from pretending to have already mastered it.

I have to disagree. There is no inner hatred from having others infer from your double black diamond exploits on the slopes that you must have been flying out to Aspen on a regular basis.

Or, in other words there is a *reason* North Face was the really must have brand (until everybody shopping in Wheaton could have the very same thing).

Myles

How can you not like skiing? I picked it up only recently, in my late teens, but I loved it. Absolutely loved it.

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