I know you think Freshman Natalie is some kind of superskier because she was raised on the muddy banks of the Yukon River and because she qualified last week to represent Canadia (again) at the World Junior Championships. And of course you're right. She is.
But it hasn't always been this way. There was a time when Natalie used to fall down just like you and me. A time when she didn't use ski poles because she didn't know how.
For example, in this picture, which one do you think is Natalie? The one standing up? You might think so, but Natalie is actually the one crashed out in the tracks. Her friend would have passed her and kept going, but she's also Canadian. Thus, she's too polite to pass. She'll just wait patiently until Natalie gets up and then they'll apologize to each other before continuing on.
(In case you were wondering, this is another in the "Name the Seawolf" contest series, but naming the Seawolves was obviously too difficult because thus far nobody has been able to name a single Seawolf (as evidenced by the complete lack of any guesses in the comment section). So now I'm just naming the Seawolves myself.)