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2 months post torn calf, I got back on my skis in Whistler. I can't thank my physio Jenny Delich enough for all her hard work in getting me healthy. I spent a ton a time with Jenny this year especially, and with out her help and hard work, I would probably be in a wheelchair or something.
It was so great to be back on skis, and whistler is always a great time. Thanks Mom and Pops for letting us stay at your place and live the high life for a couple weeks.
After whistler, I came back home to Canmore, and to real life. After a season of injuries and bad luck, the Canadian Alpine ski Team informed me that having failed to meet the set criteria, I was not to be nominated to the team for the upcoming season. I respect the difficult financial situation of the Team, and I understand that there hands were tied. Past success does not ensure a spot on the roster, and the unfortunate injuries I sustained this season put me in a real difficult place.
After many sleepless nights, tough days, and a ton of discussing the future with those close to me, I finally came to a decision of what I wanted to do. I want to keep racing, doing what I love, just with some added airtime and traffic.
After the news of not being invited back on the National Alpine team, I was beyond blessed to be offered a spot with the Ski Cross National team. It is an amazing opportunity for me, and one I want to take. Canada has the best team in the world, and I am beyond honored to have the opportunity to learn from the greatest ski cross racers in the world.
I am halfway through my first on snow camp with SX, and I know already this is where I am meant to be. The first day, I was told by the coaches to go do some turns and hit the jumps in the park. Sold!
Ski Cross was always on my mind, and something I wanted to do. I love skiing and It's what I'll be doing my whole life. I'll miss slalom and Alpine Racing more then I can say, it already feels like I've lost a part of my soul.
Change is hard, and new things are scary. I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I've ended up where I needed to be.
Britt
2 months post torn calf, I got back on my skis in Whistler. I can't thank my physio Jenny Delich enough for all her hard work in getting me healthy. I spent a ton a time with Jenny this year especially, and with out her help and hard work, I would probably be in a wheelchair or something.
It was so great to be back on skis, and whistler is always a great time. Thanks Mom and Pops for letting us stay at your place and live the high life for a couple weeks.
After whistler, I came back home to Canmore, and to real life. After a season of injuries and bad luck, the Canadian Alpine ski Team informed me that having failed to meet the set criteria, I was not to be nominated to the team for the upcoming season. I respect the difficult financial situation of the Team, and I understand that there hands were tied. Past success does not ensure a spot on the roster, and the unfortunate injuries I sustained this season put me in a real difficult place.
After many sleepless nights, tough days, and a ton of discussing the future with those close to me, I finally came to a decision of what I wanted to do. I want to keep racing, doing what I love, just with some added airtime and traffic.
After the news of not being invited back on the National Alpine team, I was beyond blessed to be offered a spot with the Ski Cross National team. It is an amazing opportunity for me, and one I want to take. Canada has the best team in the world, and I am beyond honored to have the opportunity to learn from the greatest ski cross racers in the world.
I am halfway through my first on snow camp with SX, and I know already this is where I am meant to be. The first day, I was told by the coaches to go do some turns and hit the jumps in the park. Sold!
Ski Cross was always on my mind, and something I wanted to do. I love skiing and It's what I'll be doing my whole life. I'll miss slalom and Alpine Racing more then I can say, it already feels like I've lost a part of my soul.
Change is hard, and new things are scary. I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I've ended up where I needed to be.
Britt
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