I’ve never skiied. I’ve never even wanted to. The thought of balancing on two runners while I hurtle down a mountain terrifies me. And by “mountain,” I mean bunny slope. They’re one in the same to me.
So imagine how freaked out I would be to sail down Holmenkollen’s Olympic ski jump. When I think about it, I imagine tears, screams, and maybe a little incontinence. Of course, I’d never really ski down this ski jump, even if there had been snow.
But I was going to experience it virtually on the Ski Jump simulator. The prospect of that was frightening enough. Unfortunately, the day we were there, they were having technical difficulty. I missed my chance to see what skiing like an Olympian would be like.
Instead, we explored the Ski Museum. It was a fascinating look at skiing through history and the advancements made to this Olympic sport. I was impressed, too, with the pictures of Norway’s King and Queen skiing. It let me see how ingrained skiing is within Norwegian culture.
So I missed my chance to ski like an Olympian, which was probably good. I’m not sure how I might have screwed it up and made a fool of myself, but I feel certain that even skiing virtually would have been too overwhelming for me. Let’s just say, I’m not Norwegian.
Would you ever physically or virtually race down an Olympic ski jump?