I took up skiing when Deanna and Danielle took their 1st lessons.  I thought for sure that at age 51, I had waited much too long to take up the sport.  But, much to my surprise I didn't break a leg and I found I could actually get down a hill without falling too many times.  Once I got over the "Oh My God, you want me to do what????  Point my skis DOWN the hill??? " I began to enjoy myself.  I don't know if I'll ever ski black diamonds, but I have continued to improve every year and jump at the chance to hit the slopes whenever I can.

This picture was taken on our first family ski vacation in Steam Boat Springs, CO