I GOT to slide in the tracks of Olympians today.
I spent the day skiing at Naniska, the alpine resort in Kananaskis Country built to host the 1988 Calgary Winter Olympics' alpine events, and I navigated the same runs athletes from around the world covered on their way to winning gold, silver and bronze.
Skiing Olympic-class runs isn't as remarkable as it sounds, the slopes aren't so steep but long with sections where the hill drops away dramatically for a only few metres before leveling off again.
And it's even more demoralising to realise, after negotiating a steep section of an old Olympic course, that there's a team of kids zooming down the hill behind you and they don't look the least bit fazed while you're wondering just what your travel insurance covers.
