Summary
'Do you know where your feet are?' Bryan Madden asks me. I look at him. So he asks even more politely: 'Then why are you still looking at them?' He has a point. I'm supposed to be looking where I'm going, but I'm in an unfamiliar situation, riding a snowboard on a tilted, moving carpet in the Ski Centre in a south Dublin industrial estate.
'Loosen up - like a monkey,' he tells me. 'And stop beating yourself up. Even the most experienced skiers and snowboarders struggle at first.' Thankfully, Bryan's reserves of patience are endless as I battle to master my technique on the giant treadmill, which measures 10 metres long by five metres wide, and reaches speeds of up to 65km/h, though I suspect I stayed in the upper teens.See the full content of this document
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Sloping Off in Peak Condition [Eire Region]
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