I’m like a reformed smoker, I’m adamant about this because I’ve been there. Six years ago (or around 1,000 ski days ago) I was convinced I was the hottest skier around. If I could send video of myself showing how I ski now back in time to my younger self – I would not have been capable of appreciating the difference anyway, I would have said “heck, I’m skiing about as well as that guy”. Now I look back on video of myself skiing then, and cannot believe how poorly I skied – yet at that time I knew I was great, nobody could have convinced me otherwise. Letting go of this illusion has been very freeing: I now look forward now to continuing to become a better skier, I’ve climbed just high enough to be able to crane my head back and see how much higher up the summits are. They are very high and I know now that I will never be able to hold a candle to the worlds elite competitors, this is not a giving up – its an acceptance of reality. I’ve skied with some of those guys and gals and invariably eaten their dust – but that’s OK they give me something beautiful to watch, and it means I will always have more to learn.