When I lived in Grenoble, I went skiing every winter. And every winter, the first day on skis was the worst. I felt like not knowing anymore how to ski with my knowledge and my skills eventually coming back from the second day onwards.
This year, after not skiing for 3 years at all, the first day and even the very first ski-run were as I hadn’t done anything else in the last few weeks – easy, smooth and fast.
It’s weird but I like it.