Failed Fit: "Ski" Skating...

By Jess in Minneapolis

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Yesterday, Dustin and I took a ski-skating lesson at Hyland Park through the Three Rivers Park District. I signed us up several weeks ago, and I'm glad I did because yesterday was a beautiful warm winter day.

We both have cross country skied a handful of times in our lives, but only in the "classic" technique. I had heard that "ski skating" would be much harder than classic...and it was.  It was impossible! At least for me, it was. I just couldn't get it.

It didn't help that I was pretty tired (maybe just a touch hungover) from my friend Sam's CD release party at Honey the night before, but it didn't take long before I became really frustrated with myself during the lesson. Why was it so hard for me?

Of course, Dustin got the hang of it right away, and I was left behind just trying to stay upright and move forward. Ugh.

It didn't get any better throughout the hour and a half lesson. The instructor tried his best to help me, but this was a large group lesson, and he really didn't have the time to spend with me to work through my "issues."

Here's the thing- skate skiing is very different than classic.  It involves transferring your weight from one ski to the other, supported by the inner edge of the ski on the snow. Its supposed to look a bit like ice skating. The skis are shorter and stiffer than those used for the classic technique, and the poles are longer. Honestly, it looks pretty easy. But something wasn't clicking for me, and I guess I wasn't in the right mindset to stick with it. I suppose I basically gave up, and I was ready for the lesson to be over. When it finally ended, I allowed myself a short "pout"...well, I wallowed in my grumpy mood for a little too long....

A bit of background- I grew up in Wisconsin, where our closest "ski" hill was Cascade Mountain outside of Wisconsin Dells. The term "mountain" in its name is a bit of a misnomer. Its barely a small hill, and even at that, I only skied there a handful of times in my childhood. In college, I took one trip to Aspen with a boyfriend, but I was never all that comfortable on skis. When I started dating Dustin, he wanted to teach me how to snowboard. I was happy to leave skiing behind and pick up boarding instead.

Here we are on one of our first "ski" trips together, in Vermont. Dustin was learning to telemark ski while I learned to snowboard.

Let me tell you, learning to snowboard was not easy. The learning curve was quite steep. That first year included multiple tears being shed. I spent a lot of time on my butt. I fell thousands of times, and I often became really frustrated with myself.

But now, eight years later, snowboarding is one of my favorite winter hobbies. Even though learning to snowboard was hard and humbling, I stuck with it, and now, I really enjoy it. The struggle was well worth it.

With that said, I feel like I can't give up on learning to skate ski. I need to stick with it.

If you would have asked me if I'd try it again immediately right after the lesson, I definitely would have said no way! Now I have had a little more time to digest my experience, and I don't want to walk away from what could potentially be a really fun winter hobby.  After all, Dustin really enjoyed it, and there are hundreds of cross country trails near us that we should really take advantage of over the winters.

I was really disappointed with myself today- disappointed that I couldn't do it, and disappointed that I gave up. So, mark my words- I am not giving up!  I am going to sign up for a private lesson, and give it another try. Fingers crossed that with a little one-on-one coaching, I will at least learn the basics and be able to join Dustin in this winter activity!

Fundamental Fit: Shoveling Snow

By LL (in Kansas City)

I know when I say this, all of you who live farther north in the Midwest are rolling your eyes. My Minnesota and Wisconsin friends and family are wondering what happened to this Wisconsin girl. But, yesterday's KC snowstorm was horrible - over 10 inches of snow in less than 4 hours!

For a town that hasn't seen double digit snow falls in almost 2 decades (and a girl who hasn't driven in snow since 2009), this storm was huge! Even if we would have received the same amount of snow over a longer period of time, the city just does not have the snow removal system in place to manage it. My office closed early and this was my commute home:

After struggling through closed interstates for over 2 hours (when my commute is normally 25 minutes), I got stuck at the end of my driveway, so my husband and I were forced to get outside right away to clear our driveway and get my car out of harm's way. We worked furiously to clear out over 10 heavy inches...no snowblowers, just two shovels. 

An hour's worth of work later, with a broken shovel (my husband's, not mine), we had managed to clear the path for my car to get into the driveway and meet our HOA's minimum sidewalk clearance requirements. But as we dragged our sweaty, sore selves inside, I learned that we burned an average of 408 calories in that one hour. The equivalent to 5.2 glasses of wine (3.5 fl oz) or 1.5 Snickers bars. I went with a glass of wine! So much for my lazy streak. I'm back at the cardio!