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New Countries, new customs.

Its exciting to visit new places, experience new customs, see new sights, learn new words. Our tour normally takes us to places familiar, that we’ve been to year after, so we don’t get to experience many new surprises. This past week we travelled to Andorra and now we are in Rosa Khutor, Russia, the site of the 2014 Winter Olympics.

Andorra was amazing. Besides a little too much wind, we go to cruise around a little country with incredible skiing, and equally incredible shopping. Its fun to check out something different. We spend so much time on the mountain anyway, Resi, Lindsey and I went on a little girls day out. The main town in Andorra is packed in the little valley. 

you would never know just by judging the roads to get up there from Barcelona. I thought we were driving through the deserted countryside forever until we hit the border, and on the other side there were tons of cars lined up to leave Andorra and go through customs.  Apparently I’m not the only one that thinks the shopping is good;)  Though my race in Andorra was not as successful as I had hoped, its always nice to have a little bit of a distraction.

Our travel schedule is hectic this month, so right after Andorra, we flew to Zurich for  a quick day off, then jumped back on a plane to Russia. It was nice to quiz Aksel on how things are like there, just to be prepared if I needed to bring anything else special. Well the report wasn’t bad, so I was prepared and ready for anything, and when the world cup loaded our chartered planes, I wasn’t totally surprised to see all the luggage in our seats!

if you follow me on twitter, I am sure you’ve seen the picture of me later, taking a nap on this crazy scene. I’m not gonna lie, it was actually comfortable!

So far I am enjoying my Russian adventure. The course is challenging in its own way, and the snow is nice here. I like the big mountains and I am excited to get another chance to ski the course again in the morning before the race.

We got a really cool bit of culture this evening.

I even got swept off my feet and pulled onto the dance floor…  I need to improve my dance moves.  Good thing I can ask my good friend Chemmy, she’s competing on Dancing on Ice, I’m sure she can teach me a thing or two;)

Good night!

Julia

10 / thoughts / Julia / Feb 16, 2012
duh…Winning!

I have to tell you all the behind the scenes story of the day I was the fastest lady down the mountain.

 

It all started a couple of weeks ago, when I became completely tired out of being on the road, and the cookie shop in Squaw Valley was calling my name. Nothing seemed to get me out of my funky mood.  I really though the only remedy would be to hop on a plane back to california for the week, and replace the next races with some family and friends time back home.  You see its not all that glamorous moving from hotel to hotel, and the moment I knew I lost my mojo was when I was 5th in the downhill at St. Moritz and all I wanted to do was cry. Our coaches call it PMS… but I would like to think theres more to my attitude than a bunch of confused female hormones. I had to search deep within to see what was putting me in such a funk.  Three days off clearly helped, and I realized flying all the way back to California seemed a bit extreme, and packing my bags seemed extremely tiresome, so I decided to stay and try my luck in Garmisch.  It wasn’t the skiing that was bringing me down, so I knew I would have fun once I got back in the start gate. Its just been all the travel and packing and repetition that wears on me.

So I got back in that start gate in Garmisch, tried to take a positive spin on the bone chilling cold weather, and pushed through.  I have to admit that after the Downhill race, I really thought that rest might have been a good idea, the snow was so aggressive and I just didn’t feel comfortable out there, but I fought off the tears, and just decided I wouldn’t let myself get down, i just needed to fight back with a relaxed, just go for it attitude.  Nothing to lose was my motto going into sunday.

I had a lovely home cooked meal with some friends from Garmisch, along with a very relaxed morning(we got to sleep in til 8!) and I just had the attitude of no fear. Everyone always says you look more confident or you skied so much better, smooth and perfect when you win, and I have always had a hard time putting my finger on exactly what changed from the runs before. I think it has so much to do with your feeling at the first gate. You can compare your head in the start gate, or your nerves and game plan before you hit the slope, and most of the time the outcome is the same, always steady and ready, but its that feeling you get when you know everything is perfect and now its up to you to just push it a little harder, be smart where you need to and attack attack attack.  I remember crossing the finish line and saying, if that doesn’t win.. I am not sure what will!! and sure enough. VICTORY!!!

Its nerve racking sitting in the finish, watching the other athletes come down one by one, just hoping they can’t lay down a faster time, and then when the reality hits! unfortunately my emotions were muddled by talk of disqualification for taking my ski off before crossing the red line. Well I did cross the red line, so I must have completely not noticed that i turned back up the hill and I was basically standing on it, because I have heard of the rule and i would never try and break rules. Well I think that the worst part of it was that the Austrain tv ORF put me on the spot by showing it on tv asking me if I remember when Herman Maier was disqualified.  I think its very inconsiderate for tv to start drama before anything actually happens, and I am disappointed with ORF. They should read the rule book, because it says

206.5  Competitors are not permitted to take off one or both skis or snowboard before crossing the red line in the finish area, as defined by the organizer.

and I clearly crossed the red line. Did I make a mistake after by taking my ski off on the other side??  probably, and for that I might be fined, but according to the rules, I didn’t brake them. So i hope think twice before falsely accusing someone of a disqualification.

I guess I am a bit too sensitive!! but it kinda hurt and it made me power through the turmoil to be elated as I should be!  I freakin won!  It all goes back to the power of the mind.  In hindsight, I guess its good i didn’t skip town. It just goes to show that you can choose your mood and change your attitude. So i encourage anyone reading this to overcome something in their life by making the decision to go for it, don’t be afraid of failure. You can’t fail if you did your best.

Thanks for always believing,

Julia

 

 

 

66 / thoughts / Julia / Feb 7, 2012
The Prestigious Corviglia Ski Club

Traveling around the globe can be very lonely.  I have been around the Alps for eleven years now, and although the beauty still mystifies me and leaves me absolutely speechless, there is something about moving from hotel to hotel that just leaves me completely exhausted.  I always like to keep an open mind when I am traveling and though most of our days have a strict tiring schedule, I will always make time for new friends and try out new things.

Since shooting the infamous Ski Instructor calendar with the oh so talented Hubertus  von Hohenlohe (http://www.hubertushohenlohe.com/index.html) we became good friends, and one thing about this prince, he has lots of friends in lots of places. So naturally the prince sent a friend to meet me at the bib draw in Saint Moritz, to invite me to a special club for lunch if I had time.  I rarely turn down an offer to go somewhere exclusive, so I found the time, and a date. My teammate Laurenne Ross and I ventured out after our downhill race to find a dreamy swiss chalet in the mountains called the Corviglia club.

I had no idea the history of this little ski club. It’s probably known around the world, but I guess that’s the kind of stuff you miss out on when all you have time to think about is how fast you can get down the mountain. We had a delicious home cooked meal with the President of the club, Prince Augusto Ruffo di Calabria, another interesting connection to my southern Italian roots.  While I can’t remember the name of the dish we ate, it was some sort of a steak tartare, only seared with a mixture of spices, it was delicious and I really enjoyed the italian influence on most of the dishes.

Now back to the history of the club, this is no easy club to gain membership in, in fact the rules are so strict, there are signs posted in various places in the club that even members can only bring the same guests once a year. Just one glance at the plaque comprised of the life members, seeing all the dukes Shah’s and Princes, seems like a world away for this American girl. They do have a number of American Life members though, don’t get me wrong;)

For me it signified a place of true European tradition. There was nothing over the top and fancy, just simple, beautiful, and cozy.  A place where I can imagine a Prince and Princess would find serenity in a busy world, and relaxation with their friends.  What also intrigued me was the passion and tradition for ski races! This was the binding reason and beginning of the club, a shared passion for skiing.  Oh the stories could go on forever.  The President gave me and Laurenne a book about the history of the club, and the stories could go on forever.  I couldn’t put the book down. Its so amazing to find out that the sport I live my life for, can have such a positive impact on the broadest spectrum of people in this world! And to end the day and make it even more special for Laurenne and me, we received the most amazing gift.  A silk scarf that Emilio Pucci designed in the 50′s, describing his interpretation of the club.

Today I can figuratively and literally say,  I’ve got friends in High places!

Thanks Corviglia Club, now I can just dream about the next time I will be invited back:)  and when I do, I will tell everyone all about the one thing I forgot to mention… the Glamour Girls.

and ps…  don’t go looking for it on the mountain without an invitation;)

Ciao!

Julia

 

4 / thoughts / Julia / Jan 30, 2012
back on the blog!

ok, so I was hoping to blog more, then I didn’t have internet, and I could post on my phone..  as you see it can be a tough one in Europe.  I find that it is more easily available now days, but it can come with a very expensive price tag, 15chf for 3 hours. I think thats a bit much! anyway this is just a quick hello from me sitting at my computer getting ready to write the most interesting story that I can’t wait to share. Part of my goal with this new blog is to share my journey and hopefully help you with yours. Whether thats a journey to reach your own personal goals, or a journey to Europe to see the Alps! I figure I can update you with my feelings and what I am doing on Facebook, so if you are interested in those things, go there:)  in the meantime sit tight while I write, and enjoy this swiss chalet.

jules

4 / thoughts / Julia / Jan 30, 2012
Season update!

Well for my second blog post I figure I should update you on how my season is going.  Once again, I am very happy about my skis this year, Its been an exciting start to the season.  I am happy with most of my results, and I continue to keep the attitude of keep on smiling! I was on the podium in three different events so far, and I hope to get a few more podiums. I must say I am very impressed with the level of all the girls skiing this year. Every race is so close and you can’t give away any time anywhere on the course if you want to win. I have had a few mistakes and I got to see the podium slip away more times than I want to count, but its always fun to know there’s another race on the horizon.  This past week was crazy to hear about the death of Sarah Burke. As an athlete also pushing myself to the limits in my sport, it made me reflect a little on how I spend my life.  I love spending time on the mountain, its what made me a ski racer.  Its what makes everyday so enjoyable and brings a smile to my face every morning.  Competing for my country in the Olympics has enabled me to touch the lives of so many and encourage them to do their best and be their best.  I wouldn’t trade that for anything in the world.  Meeting some of my fans and hearing their stories has also inspired me and helped me stay positive even on the bad days on this crazy white circus.  So for that I also say thank you to everyone reading this. Thanks for inspiring me! and I hope to continue to inspire you!

 

Here’s to blogging:)

Jules

24 / thoughts / galen / Jan 21, 2012
New blog back in action!!

Its been a long time, and we are still working on better things to come! but I hope I can keep you up to date on how everything is on the road! I will try and share some fun stories and of course all my pictures. Enjoy!

 

Jules

33 / thoughts / galen / Jan 21, 2012