When I lived in Poland (in 1993), I entered a 20 km cross country ski race (called Bieg Piastów). I don't know why. I had never skied before in my life. I had never even had a pair of skis on. The race took place in Szklarska Poręba, not far from our home base in Jelenia Góra. I didn't finish the race. I went about 7 km before sneaking out. I skied along side a German guy (spoke no English) with similar abilities. Phil and Anna T. finished the race (eventually). Quite an accomplishment for them. Anna M. was a spectator.
Susan, the skier (not)
Certificate of participation
Mementos
We went skiing another time. Downhill. It wasn't a ski resort. Just a hill with people skiing. No bunny hills. I couldn't figure out how to stop. I wasn't any better at downhill skiing than I was at cross country. Perhaps, I just needed some instruction. Who knows? I haven't been skiing since. Too bad. I might have liked it.
Written 10 Jan 2026
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