SKI Mag sends a blogger, Hillary Rosner, to do our dirty work: Get in ski shape. She joins a CrossFit gym, which is reputed to be the best—and most brutal—way to get strong fast. It's painful, but the good news is that now Rosner has a backup job...as a brick layer. Or jackhammerer. Or contestant on that reality TV show where they pull trucks of cement. This week she works on turning her visualizations into reality.
It happens nearly every time I go skiing: I’m standing at the top of a run—or I’m midway down, but the terrain has changed—and I look downhill and suddenly fear there is no way I’ll make it to the bottom. I can’t possibly make one more turn on this ridiculously steep slope. I can’t even remember how to turn. What am I doing here? Why is this supposed to be fun?