Okay, so maybe yesterday wasn’t a jump. I might be able to classify my first experience skiing as a plunge out of my comfort zone. Being 25 and trying my hand at skiing for the first time was an awkward and entirely rewarding experience. Nevertheless, I braved the treacherous mountains and went down the slopes…the bunny ones! 
I guess it didn’t help that the my first adventure out on the slopes was in the Swiss Alps either. I mean, what was I thinking? The only thing I kept thinking was where is my dad in all of this!? I kept remembering all of the things he taught me how to do, for some reason the whole ski thing was out of the picture. Throughout the day I kept remembering little tidbits from other things he taught me like iceskating, tobogganing, lawn mowing and other various activities. Some of his advice applied to skiing even though he never took us kids. So, thanks dad for being with me in spirit on my dad on the slopes! {P.S. He was upset when I told him I skiied in the Alps! }
We went to a place called Verbier, Switzerland. It is absolutely gorgeous, the train ride is totally worth it!
I really didn’t feel like I was getting the hang of it, I had a non-English speaking Swiss person help me off a conveyor belt while little toddlers aged 3-5 were much better than I…a woman 5xs their age! It was entertaining to watch little youngin’s ski around with all the confidence in the world. Those of us that were adults and out there for the first time had longing facial expressions of fear and contempt. I imagine others were questioning how they found themselves there in the first place. There were young and old, skilled and unskilled, and families and single folk. It was great!
It wasn’t until after lunchtime that I really felt more comfortable for the skiis, boots and the snow. All of those combined make for an interesting experience. There were times when I wanted to give up and just hike around and enjoy the mountains, at least then I thought I could enjoy the surroundings better than being stuck at one bunny hill. I’m glad I stuck around, practice makes perfect right? I’m not the best, but I would definitely go again. It was a lot of fun!
For those of you who are scared to do things you wouldn’t normally do on your own, I recommend just going out there and doing it. Take a couple people- friends, acquaintences or heck, even strangers- and do it. I like being reminded that we need to step out of our comfort zones to learn about ourselves and what we are capable of. It’s an amazing life lesson!
What have you done that was completely outside of your comfort zone? Would you do that or anything else like that again?