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Olympic Gold Medalist Picabo road is once more at the upward thrust, able to face the 2002 Olympics and inform her remarkable tale "Picabo Street...is the type of athlete for which the Olympics have been invented."­­USA this day "Street...has been functioning at Porsche speed...dominating women's downhill... [a] comeback queen."­­Glamour "Picabo rules... America's irrepressible ski champion."­­Skiing Olympic Champion Picabo road is golden once more the instant she burst onto the area degree on the 1994 iciness Olympics in Lillehammer, Norway, 23-year-old pace demon Picabo highway ignited a fireplace of pleasure within the media and within the hearts of lovers that keeps to burn this day. Free-spirited and outspoken, road was once a brand new form of girl athlete and a brand new type of position version. highway her silver medal win with directly international Cup downhill titles­­a feat unequalled in American skiing­­and ultimately, the last word Olympic gold medal win in Nagano in 1998. yet good fortune had its fee. only one month after her gold medal win, highway careened astray in a race in Switzerland, snapping her left femur in , shredding the ligament in her correct knee, and leaving her destiny at risk. Now, after years of excruciating ache, grueling rehabilitation, and attractive own development, highway is coming round again, able to face the 2002 iciness Olympics and able to inform her inspiring tale. during this strong, sincere autobiography, road stocks her coming-of-age event, revealing how adversity formed a rebellious tomboy right into a champion athlete and compassionate lady, in concord along with her relatives and at peace together with her worry of failure. the following, for the 1st time, highway addresses the pressures exerted on her by way of her ski sponsors which can were partially responsible for her negative crash; the scandals surrounding the Salt Lake urban Olympic Committee; and the way she overcame a long, debilitating melancholy. within the culture of Lance Armstrong's it isn't in regards to the motorbike and Greg Louganis's Breaking the outside, Picabo: not anything to conceal is a poignant, intimate account of a lady pressured to rebuild herself­­body, brain, and soul. "I discovered what all ladies have to research: so you might kick ass, and also you should not be embarrassed about it."­­Picabo highway

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We look up at the sky and stretch out our chins and necks like turtles. This tightens the skin and muscles and prevents us from crying. I see him stretch his neck out, and I know that he understands the significance of this moment. I had never met Killy, but Dad had many years earlier, and now our lives had come full circle. I lower my head so Killy can reach me. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time,” he says as he drapes the medal around my neck. ” “I know you have. I’m going to be back here Saturday.

Dad bought them cheap at the annual ski swap in Ketchum, where people sold and traded their used gear. That December my parents took me to Dollar Mountain for the first time. All four of us piled into our truck for the fiftyminute drive to Sun Valley. If there was any doubt that I was my father’s daughter, that day erased it. Baba and I clamped our boots into our skis and shuffled into the lift line. I watched as the chairs, which seated two people, descended on the cable, scooped up the skiers, and transported them high above the ground to the top of Dollar.

I am a third-generation Idahoan. Dad was born in Orofino, my grandmother in Helmer. Her father, my great-granddad, was a lumberjack and the biggest guy in town. He was the guy the townspeople would pit against the prizefighters who came through town. My mother was born in Wichita, Kansas, but raised in Salt Lake City, Utah. Her father was an FBI agent and a journalist. He was also an alcoholic, and Mom says one thing that attracted her to Dad was that, other than a glass of good wine now and then, he didn’t drink.

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