Ready for real stuff: A taste of fake snow
If I told you that my first ski meet of the season was last Saturday, would you believe me? Yeah, I wouldn't either, but it's true.
Our first meet was in Grand Rapids. They made their own snow so the meet could happen. It was great to finally see snow and be able to ski on it. See, all this snow made me want it here even more.
My skiing was a bit shaky at first, having not skied since last May. I quickly got my ski legs back (or as much of them as I could). Being on snow and touching snow felt so strange. It was like I had never seen it before.
Of course there were some kids on our team that had never been on cross-country skis before. Some of them were tripping all over themselves. They improved throughout the day though. Once we get snow for them to practice on, they'll be fine.
I had the chance to catch up with my friend Kevin from Deer River while warming up. It was great to see him. I saw many of my other ski friends from different towns during the day. I also had the chance to see many of my not so friendly acquaintances during the day.
Some people came up to me and started talking. They asked how my race was, where my parents were and questions that told me that they knew who I was. The whole time I was thinking, "Uhhh, I have no clue who you are..." I obviously didn't say that because it would have been rude. So I kept that little bit to myself.
A lot of people know me from different ski races and running events. They've seen me race and they know my parents. It is really cool to have so many people know who you are. You meet a ton of new people that way.
I was slightly nervous for the race. Lucky me, I had to go out first. I have never liked going out first. You're the one who has to break in the trail for everybody else -- the one who gets to experience the trail first. In my opinion, it's one of the worst things that could happen to you at a ski meet.
Having three hours of skiing under my belt, the race wasn't very good. The snow was like sugar, my feet were killing me, it was hot and skate races aren't my preference. I ended up placing 19th, which I was not very happy about. It was my first time on snow and first race this year though. That was my excuse, and I'm sticking with it!
The rest of the day was spent enjoying the snow while I still could. I skied pretty much the whole day. When I wasn't skiing, I was playing in the snow, rolling around like a freak in the clouds of white. We all took advantage of the snow.
Although it's not the kind or amount of snow that I want, it is snow, and I am incredibly jealous of the people who have it. You cant' imagine how much I am hoping and hoping and hoping for snow. I can't count how many snow dances I've done. So, if any of you know where the snow is, don't be coy. Bring it here.
Berit Ramstad Skoyles is a sophomore at Detroit Lakes High School.