hey Neil, thanks for asking, didn't want to push myself and bump that thread.
Well it was great actually, I didn't broke anything, while I took every slope I could get

My ski friend is very experienced, without his advice and continuing escort on the pistes I never could have done this so fast.
I also visited another, connected, ski area (from Zell/Arena to Gerlos and Köningsleitern), what was quite a trip for one day.
We overbridged 6500 meter height and we made about 70 km pure ski-ing.
One black piste had a height of 1200 meter and was deadly steep, my upperleg muscles were totally soured (is that the right word?).
But the apfelstrudel with vanille sauce compensated this
After that 6th day something strange happened to me.
We went by bus to the Mayerhofen ski area, went streight to the top to ski down...and I scared to death!
I even couldn't get close to the verge of the piste without feeling my stomac turning around.
I went down over a soft knie blue piste, staying close to the mountain side, and I didn't ski at all anymore that day.
The last day I spend my time to conquer back my progressings before, on the familiar Zell pistes.
I think I got it back, more or less.
That day when I scared to death, we visited in the evening the only 'discobar' of the village, in the cellar of our hotel.
It was the weekly 'topless service' night, which was good for me because I had enough of tops that day

However, not alone my stomac again felt strange feelings then...
Ski holydays actually are very expensive, but if my wallet allowes me to, I for sure will do it again one time!

cheerz