How wing chun makes skiing easy

[bigtouch]

yo, i just got to try out skiing for a day near geneva, neva done it before n ive definatly caught 'the bug'.
it was a hardcore day and i ended up being taken down a red course (expert), it was a little scary at 70% gradient or somthing insane like that, way too hard, haha. the thing was that afta the whole day skiing my legs didnt hurt at all, unlike some of the guys there who'd bin doin it for years.
the only reason i could work out for this was the wing chun stance is it is quite like how you stand on skis, or at least for control and standing in 'snow plough' position.
just thought it was quite cool how wing chun made skiing easy, using the hips and legs to rotate was also another well practiced motion i could take from wing chun to ski, how funky is that.

-phil

[superfoot]

wing chun helped with my football, allowed me to play shaolin soccer styleee, the inch energy is great for hurting people in such a way that the ref doesnt notice, particularly useful when gettin people off you on corners.

How has wing chun helped you in other things???

[bigtouch]

weel i dont have to worry bout ppl attackin me in the street as i can leave dealin with that to my reactions, haha
wing chun promotes confidence too, as in you learn to deal confidently with ppl at very close ranges which involves closing in quickly whice requires confidence.
erm... cant think of any more examples atm. i have noticed tho that my wing chun punch is much more powerful than a big cross (normal punch, not literaly a big cross, lol) but thats not really helpful in other areas XD

[Tom]

As sad as it is, I always open doors using inch energy now...

Speaking of ski-ing though, I once nearly died on the intermediate slope at Rossendale ski centre when I was 11. It had been raining so the slope was extra fast, and I wasn't very good at it. I used to stand at the top of the slope, wait for a clear path, then just push off. No steering, slowing down, any of that crap. I was like Eddie The Eagle. Except one time I went far too fast, and couldn't actualy stop. I slammed into the safety net at the bottom of the slope so hard that my skis came off my boots and carried on down the next slope, leaving my fixed into the net like a fucking cartoon character. I hit it so hard, it left a diamond imprint on my face which was there for about a week. My dad sterted calling me "Annette".

I had a traumatic childhood.