In Praise of Extreme Sports
Anyone who follows my feed will know I am keen on outdoor sports. These include, windsurfing, wingfoiling, surfing, wakeboarding and skateboarding, each of which I do to a level of somewhere between barely competent and disappointingly mediocre. These sports are generally all considered extreme sports, the definition of which is a little unclear but generally accepted to involve an element of personal risk.
I have also roped my kids into a few of these sports and we have just returned from a snowboarding trip. The photo below is probably my favourite, from day four of our holiday; following a challenging day three when my daughter had grappled with setbacks and falls, struggling to replicate her previous successes. Refusing to let the difficulties of day three define her experience, we regrouped on day four, starting afresh on the easy slope, revisiting the fundamentals. With restored confidence, we progressed to the blue slope, applying the same techniques. As the sun set, we descended from the mountaintop together, and she didn't fall once. By the end of the holiday, she was tearing down challenging red runs with less fear than me!
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I am a big believer that extreme sports are an incredible way to learn a number of key life skills:
In life, as in snowboarding, we will all face peaks and valleys, and these are often where the greatest lessons lie. In the realm of extreme sports, every crash is a lesson, every fall is a chance to rise up stronger, every setback becomes a stepping stone forward. And while I advocate for extreme sports, you don’t have to be a Red Bull athlete to push your limits; we all have our fears and we can all step out of our respective comfort zones. When we do, we should not let ourselves be defined by the magnitude of the challenge itself, but rather the resilience we exhibit in the face of that fear. For me, there’s no greater reward than perseverance and triumph over adversity.