I’m not what you would call a sporty person. Unless it is a race to the nearest bookstore, baby animal, or worst possible scenario, I’m unlikely to go anywhere in a hurry. I didn’t really even attend any sporting events in my youth unless you count the Ice Capades.
When I met Chris, he was an alpine skier and coach and canoe instructor. While I do remember becoming pretty fond of canoeing (probably because you can sit down while doing it), I can’t remember once going to one of his college ski races. I just greeted the clunky Northland College van when it arrived back on campus and helped the students pile out with all of their gear.
A few years later, Chris had taken up cross country skiing and racing. Continue reading Supporting Your Skier (and other spectating tips)