Dear Slalom Skis, I know this may seem sudden since we’ve only known each other for 10 days, but this feeling is bubbling up inside me and I need to let it out before I burst: I love you. I almost can’t describe how good I feel when I’m on top of you. It’s exhilarating. When I lay you down on the ground, part of me says “It’s all downhill from here,” but that’s not the part of me that loves you… With your smooth race-matte topcoat and sheer sidewalls I even like just looking at you, not to mention the way you feel when I give you some forward pressure into the turn. I can feel you get so stiff when I push hard and hold you down until your edge gives out…but it never gives out. It rides so tight, so fast, from each transition to the next. From the very first moment, our relationship has gone so fast! And through all the twists and turns, we’ve never slowed down, babe. Sure, someday, obstacles may arise, but know now that I will be there for you, hands forward, square to the fall line, cross-blocking everything that gets in our way. Look, I know it’s sudden, but I want us to be something, to go somewhere. Let’s climb the highest mountain, you and me, girl. Being with you gets my heart and mind racing. Also, it gets my body racing. I can’t wait to ski you again soon! Love, Dan PS: I am going to drip hot wax all over your underside tomorrow night when I get you home!