Memoirs of a 270 lbs woman...Ski'ing

So, today I was all excited to go on a ski trip with a group of young adults from my area. This included my sister and her husband. I was so excited about going considering that I have not been since I was in middle school, and I figured it would be a great excersize. Considering we were going to be on the slopes for close to 6 hours! To give you an idea of what I look like, I am 5'5" and 270 lbs. I am definetly pear shaped, and the biggest things on me are my hips, thighs... and calfs.

As we pulled up to the ski village, I was so excited, and anxious at the same time.. Especially because of my weight and insecuritys that go along with it..but wasn't going to let that take control of me. We walked in, payed our dues, and I went to get my ski's and boots. One problem... the boots wouldn't, couldn't fit. I am normally size 8, I went all the way up to size 13. I could get my foot in, but the top buckles would not come even CLOSE to fitting. at least 3 inches away from each other... Talk about devestation. :brokenheart: ...After waiting for this for over a month, going with a whole group a friends.. and my sister... what was I to do? Wait for 6 hours? It took all I could not to cry. At this moment, all I could think about was storing those feelings into motivation to keep this up, and loose the weight. :embarassed: :frown:

The worker came out and tried to help me get the boots on with no sucess. As my face was turning even a brighter shade of red, my sister said not to give up, and that we should try snow boarding since the boots looked like they were a bit bigger.She said she wasn't leaving me all alone, and we were in this together. She wasn't leaving me alone. The worker agreed on her suggestion and brought me out some boots, I tried and they fit. Only problem was, my sister nor I had noooooo clue how on earth to snow board. She changed in to get snowboarding boots on, so we could stick together ( awesome sister huh) and we went out. We had no idea what we were doing, and could hardly get the board on. At this point it was about 2:30 ( mind you we got there at 1:00 pm) and I had it. I expressed to my sister that I wanted her to have fun. She did not want to give up on it, but after a while of trying she agreed and we went inside for her to get ski's on.. and I would go in and sit. Major low.:sad:

As we are walking in to turn in the snowboard, we told another worker the situation...so my sister could get ski's back. He said "Well, we have boot extentions"... ... ... REALLY WHAT? 90 minutes later, we now have boot extentions. Mixed emotions, especially because I was concerned even with the extentions they wouldn't fit. 2 Minutes later... I was in the boots... WITH ALL THE BUCKLES STRAPPED! :happy:

My sister leaded the way outside, and we went down hill ski'ing for the rest of the day. :happy: Not only was it fun, but I was pretty dang good at it to. Didn't fall ONCE! Def good work out. Probably won't be able to walk tomorrow... YES!

Lessons learned?
1. They have boot extentions:happy:
2. My sister is awesome. She didn't quit, and pushed me to keep trying and keep going at it.
3. I am awesome at skiing.
4. Don't quit.
5. Overcome fear, don't let it over come you. Especially because you think you can't do it.

New NSV goal? Not to use extentions.

I ... Did... It.