Two days into our family ski holiday and I just don't want to do it anymore.
Sick and tired of squeezing my feet into in comfy boots (that cost a bloody fortune to get custom fitted for extra comfort). Sick and tired of always being last and holding the group up. Sick and tired of being petrified that I'm going to be hit by a snowboarder.
I am a fairly competent skier if the conditions are perfect and the slopes are empty, but as soon as the the light goes, or the snow softens or little piles of powder appear I go to pieces.
I stropped off the slope after one run this morning, as I had no clue where the rest of the group had gone and DH wasn't answering his phone.
AIBU to never set foot on a slope again?