I came for a week, but am staying for three. I have an emotional
love/hate relationship with water ramping. You get dressed up in your
wetsuit, socks, ski boots, life vest and helmet- a most kooky outfit.
Then climb 82 stairs to the top, click into your skis, slide down the
plastic, jump, swim and do it all over again. After a morning and
afternoon session of this, day in, day out, things get monotonous. Often
the improvements that are made on each jump are so small that I can
hardly tell. Half the time I’m thinking “why the F*@$ am I doing this?”
However, I’m a big believer in the idea that hard work pays off.
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Utah Olympic Park |
I’m here in Utah crashing at the Australian Aerial team house and
working with Britt Cox and her Coach Jerry Grossi, from the Australian
mogul team. These girls (and one guy) all work like trojans and I
quickly had to switch on intense work mode to keep up.
The aerialist and mogul skiers’ approach to jumping is a lot different
to freeskiing. It is far more calculated and focused on detail.
Especially their emphasis on the perfect take-off. This is where I’ve
been struggling. My take-offs are, as Jerry puts it, home-grown (i.e.
amateur). I came here expecting to learn a bunch of new and exciting
tricks. Instead, I’ve had my take-off torn to shreds and been brought
back to earth.
This is the hate part of water ramping. The feeling that I’m not
achieving what I set out to do. The feeling that I’m not learning fast
enough, not talented enough. Staying positive has been a challenge. Self
doubt and frustration creep in whenever I let my guard down.
Then there’s the love part. Well… I’ve got myself a sweet tan! And I
keep telling myself that all the stair laps are getting my butt in great
shape… But aside from such vain considerations, I do know that taking
steps back (a little blow to my ego), then working on perfecting my
baby-steps forward, are the best thing I can do for my skiing right now.
This all starts with drills…. drills, drills, drills. 180s, 360s and
back drops. Over and over. At first I hated this new type of military
style trampolining. Now I’m actually starting to enjoy it.
After
an hour of tramp, it’s into the pool. Jumping with Britt and the aerial
girls has taught me a thing or two about focus and self restraint. They
seem to never get mad! If I miss my trick a few times in a row or feel
that I’m not improving, I blow up. These girls keep it cool and I think
because of this, are able put their energy towards being productive.
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Britt always smiling vs me trying not to get mad |
Even
if I don’t leave here with a wish list of new tricks in the bag, I’m
coming to realise that I will be leaving with skills far more important.
Not just an improved take-off, but a new outlook on learning, patience
and hopefully a better ability to stay positive.