New Ski Cross Suit

I made my first appearance on this planet in December 1998 and grew up in Weston-super-Mare, England with my brother and two sisters. I was born into a family of keen skiers so it won't come as a surprise that I began skiing at just 2 and a half years old on a little pair of plastic skis in Les Arcs, France.
From there, my love for skiing grew. I spent hours chasing after my older siblings and cousins on ski holidays and was always desperate to throw myself down whatever it was they were skiing regardless of how small I was. 
I must have been around 5 or 6 years old when I decided I wanted to be a ski racer, of course I had no idea about which discipline I liked the best and I had even less of a clue about how I would go about achieving this dream.
I spent three seasons in Les Arcs between the ages of 12-14 and attended a French school in Bourg St Maurice; I joined the local recreational ski club and spent my weekends hurtling down the pistes after my instructors with my younger sister. 
My first experience of ski cross was in 2013 when I entered the GMX which was an open event held in Les Arcs and I enjoyed it so much that I decided to enter the following year and managed to grab myself 2nd place in the competition against the locals. 
Whilst in France, my passion for skiing really turned into an obsession and the three year experience of living between Les Arcs and the UK is really what shaped me into the person and skier I am today. However, my dream of becoming a racer slowly slipped to the back of my mind as I grew up and I thought it would be best to pursue something more reasonable for my future career.
After returning to England and completing my GSCEs and A Levels I found myself at a loose end - I knew university wasn't for me and nothing else other than skiing would keep me happy. I felt as if racing was no longer an option, I was 18 and had done hardly any training - all those years in the Alps had pretty much consisted of me skiing through trees and jumping off rocks with my younger sister. I thought it was too late to start.
I took a gap year with the aim of doing some work as a ski instructor and somehow got swept up in the world of ski cross after entering a snow dome race on a whim.
Suddenly, everything seemed possible and with the help of my dad we figured out how to get me a FIS licence with British Ski and Snowboard. My plans completely changed and I launched myself head first into the opportunity that had come my way - this was my chance to fulfil a childhood dream.