Why I’ll Never Meet a Guy on the Ski Lift

I’m single, and I’m a skier. I have been told many times that a girl skier such as I will get picked up on the lift by a guy. It’s just a matter of time.

I believed in this until one day I got a good look at myself after a hard day of skiing. Most days the only part of my face showing through is my nose—my very runny nose. Due to my height and lack of figure with the bulky clothing, I look like I’m twelve, and often get asked where I go to school. When I do strip a layer at the end of the day, my face is bright red, I have helmet hair, and I’m wearing some not so flattering stretchy pants.

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