There was a song released a few years ago with a lyric that described my ski weekend:
When your body says "you can't do this, boy" but your mind (ego) says "oh yes you can!". Kinda describes my ski experience, moans and aches included.
It was sooo much fun getting away and doing something out of the ordinary. Being in the snow/cold is not as challenging when you're dressed for it - other than a little windburn (yes, I resemble a raccoon) the weather was great.
There was a song released a few years ago with a lyric that described my ski weekend:
When your body says "you can't do this, boy" but your mind (ego) says "oh yes you can!". Kinda describes my ski experience, moans and aches included.
It was sooo much fun getting away and doing something out of the ordinary. Being in the snow/cold is not as challenging when you're dressed for it - other than a little windburn (yes, I resemble a raccoon) the weather was great.
I didn't inflict great bodily harm onto anyone (I ski under control..), but there were moments where I had enough speed that I bordered being out of control...flashbacks to the 80' (when I felt bulletproof).
It was good friends, good food/wine and laughs along the way - mix in some skiing and all was great.
Did I mention I'm now on the Advil diet for a few daze? The first paragraph says it all!
