I never learned how to ski as a child.   So, my husband planned a ski weekend at Snowshoe Mountain Ski Resort in West Virginia.    So, I had my first ski lesson when I was 35 and was practicing on the "bunny" trail.  Needless to say, I was persuaded to go down one of the bigger trails.  Now I was okay until we actually stood at the top and looking down....OMG, I was terrified.  But, hey, down the slope I went....falling every five feet.  Men, women, AND children were skiing right past me.   It was not fun!    The one thing I learned to do VERY well......was how to get up after falling soooo many times...I was told that was the hardest part.  Really!!  I was so mad at myself for falling so much, I started to cry, then stopped and said this mountain is not going to beat me.  To tell the t... 02/13/2010