For the first few times out I tried to make excuses; “My skis aren’t waxed as well," "My boots are a little too loose," “I forgot to eat my Wheaties this morning." And then it happened. My son put on my skis and proceeded to skate his way gracefully up a significantly steep hill and I still could not catch him. The evidence was undeniable. His technique was better, he was faster, I got flat out BEAT!