I ski every three years or so. I don’t have the ingrained confidence that others do, but I’ll happily toddle about a green or blue run.
I was something of a prankster. One time I put a ski mask on my head and used a fake gun on the school secretary so that I could get some of my friends out of detention.
I just love to be on my skis, skiing with my friends, just going out into the mountains and being in nature and skiing some powder. That’s the best thing.
Ski racing, especially downhill, is a dangerous activity and there are many accidents. It would be really too bad to lose everything because of a crash.
I like to windsurf and ski, and most of all I love to ride horses. The wilder and faster the better! If I’m presented with a fast horse or a fast boat, I still get that shiver of excitement and I cannot resist. Luckily I never seem to have any accidents, and thank God for that.
I don’t spend a lot of money or buy a lot of things. I’m not a car guy, and I don’t need a boat or a Jet Ski.
I can ski out of my back door.
The first time I ever saw snow skis was when I was 62 years old and that was 19 years ago and I’m still skiing. So, we’ll be skiing with some very close friends of the Carter Center letting them know what the Carter Center is doing around the world. We have programs in over 65 countries.
I always say that polo, for you to pursue a career, mainly any sport, you have to be born in the right place. If you’re born in Hawaii, you surf. If you’re born in Austria, you probably will ski. If you’re born in Argentina, you most likely ride horses and have a chance to play polo.
I’ve always been big into snowmobiles, four-wheelers, jet skis, all kinds of those X Games kind of things.
I ripped all the cartilage out of my hip in a water ski jumping accident. I am a bit accident prone.
I met Drake. That was crazy. Chief Keef, that was another crazy one. Obviously, people like Ski Mask The Slump God, that’s my boy.
I love to ski and drive fast cars and the thrill of exciting things.
I certainly enjoy quite a few times the taste of the snow as I slam my face a few times in the snow trying to ski and trying impress people.
When I grew up, I had a lot of fun ski racing with my friends. We pushed each other, and this made it easier to work hard.
I am not a big skier, but I love apres-ski wear and imagine I would look great in an all-white, fur-trimmed ski suit.
My favorite hobby is writing and recording songs at my studio. I like to surf, but I don’t get a chance to do that as much as I’d like. I don’t live close to the beach. I also like to ski, but I don’t get to do that much, either.
I learned how to cross-country ski.
Schweitzer is where I found snowboarding; it will always have a special place in my heart and is a top-notch ski resort. It has some of the best bowl tree skiing in the world and breathtaking views of Sandpoint and Lake Pend Oreille.
My attitude on skis is different now. I have learned to put less pressure on myself and on the edges of my skis when I’m racing, to be keep myself more under control.
I’ve done an awful lot of skiing all over Europe: I’ve done Italy, Austria, France. I skied loads in New Zealand – I did pretty much every ski slope I could find.
My coach, Liang Chow, had one rule while I was training for the 2008 Olympics: no skiing. I could do anything I wanted outside the gym, he said, except ski.
It’s the nature of the beast, playing sports on the ski team and how competitive all of us are. I want to beat everybody’s time.
As a ski bum and someone who came up in a ski bum family, I understand the essence of what Colorado is all about.
I would never think of asking a girl out on the High Street or the disco or at school. But on the ski slope, I would chat to all the girls.
I was at a party in Alexandra Palace tobogganing on the ski slope, got whiplashed at 40mph, put my hands out to balance myself, and three fingers got caught in the artificial snow. I broke four knuckles. I have not drummed since.
My first time skiing was in Vail, Colorado. It was brilliant fun until I whacked myself in the face with my ski pole.
I have, oddly, two ski houses – trying to sell one.
I figured out how to put basically the functionality of an M.R.I. machine – a multimillion-dollar M.R.I. machine – into a wearable in the form of a ski hat.
