I am a Skier.

Today is Day 6.  This has been a crazy week.
Days 2 & 3 were spent in Ski School.  We rode the magic carpet and learned how to turn and the pizza wedge.  We left the bowl and went up Chickadee.  It's not bad for a bunny slope.  Supposedly the steepest beginner slope in the nation.  I was doing well with the turns but I didn't have any control.  So I picked up speed a lot because my traverse was more of a downhill than an angle.  I'm directionally challenged sometimes.  I knew it was going to get me in trouble at some point.
After lunch I was doing great, my other 2 classmates got spooked or something.  When we got back all of a sudden they couldn't do anything.  They couldn't turn correctly, they were afraid of falling and of course all they did was fall.  We regrouped on Day 3 and for the most part they figured turning out and stopped freaking out over the lose of control feelings they were having.  I was getting bored but there were some things for me to work on.  Boy did I ever find that out.
Day 4.  This was a day of setbacks.
I had to give the Ski School equipment back and rent other stuff.  The change in equipment was screwing with my confidence a bit.  Then I couldn't get the feel going in the boots I had.  I struggled down Chickadee a few times and nothing was working.  I couldn't get a grip (literally) and was completely out of control.  Ended up in powder a couple of times.  Once it slowed me down enough to stop.  The other I fell down because I still couldn't stop.  I got the boots adjusted but that still didn't help.  After about 2.5 hours of just fighting to hang on and not having any fun at all I gave up and called it a day.  Decided it was better to punt while I was ahead because the way I was going I was definitely going to kill myself.
Day 5.  Thanks God for Day 5.
I regrouped, got different boots and took an afternoon lesson.  I was fortunate enough to get the same instructor that taught me the in the first place.  As I explained my dilemma from the day before, he stopped me and told me Don't worry about about it,I know what you can do and you can do this.  So we started up Chickadee once more.  After he checked my boots of course.
This day was so much better.  I found the flex I needed and we went to work on building my confidence.  By the end of the day, I was in much better control and could follow him through almost any turn.  There were a few times that I had to bail but I was able to find my balance and get back into the groove.
Supposedly, I am now ready for another trail.  More on that later.