Showing posts with label skiing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skiing. Show all posts

3/24/14

Silent Blog, Skiing Blog

Sorry about that.

Usually when I go out of town I pre-post some blogs, but I didn't have any blogs ready to go. *sad face*
On Frenchman run

Of course, on the drive HOME I thought I should have posted the work we had done on our house since I forgot to post it after they were finished. I posted on Facebook, but not the blog.

Oh, well. Shoulda, woulda, coulda, right?

Last week was spring break for the kidlet and we went skiing in Keystone, CO. It was a good drive--no snow only strong winds--and Kansas had raised their speed limit to 75 mph, which made the drive only 12 hours long, instead of the normal 13-14 hours.

My only problem was altitude sickness--I had a headache the entire time in Colorado, along with insomnia, and a bloody nose (TMI??). Oh, and the shortness of breath was killer. As an asthmatic, it added to my stress level just a touch. If you forgot to breath, then you had to gasp like a fish out of water to oxygenate your blood!

It wasn't your typical spring skiing, when you can shuck your neck gator, hat, gloves and ski with an open coat and actually get a suntan, though we did see one couple skiing one run in their skivvies on day four. . .

Day one, it was cold and windy. Day two, it was snowy and windy. Days three and four were wonderful--I skied with sunglasses instead of goggles!

And I have windburn on a narrow portion of my face that was even allowed out in the cold, namely my nose and a narrow strip of skin on my cheekbones and forehead. You be the judge. . .
Kidlet and me after a hot cocoa break
As I might have mentioned before, I'm not a fan of moguls--those bumps on a ski run, for those of you who haven't skied before. I don't willingly go down any runs that have them, BUT I do like steeps--steep, groomed slopes. 

So we convinced the kidlet to ski down a long groomed black diamond run called Diamondback. That was the her last run on day three. :-) Well, except for the runs that got us to the front of the mountain and down to the bottom. She complained her feet hurt, and I mentioned it was because she had her toes clenched down the entire slope. 

Yeah, been there, done that before. 

On days three and four she pooped out early and the hubs and I skied about another hour before calling it quits for the day. 
On the gondola
And remember . . . Trees hurt, slow down. 
Top of  Dercum mountain
 Later, Peeps!

3/28/13

Skiing bytes

Okay, I really didn't know what to name this blog, but I thought this was a cute play on words. I'll be posting the last of my skiing blogs today with a hodge-podge of 'stuff'.

Altitude: Yes, there is a very real thing called altitude sickness. You can get it when you drive or fly from a lower altitude to stay at a higher altitude. It can involve headaches, fatigue, sleeplessness, intestinal upset and a tough time breathing. One of the main factors going into this is the thin air. There simply is less oxygen higher up.

There are a couple of tricks to fighting this: drinks LOTS of water, take aspirin (preferably one with caffeine in it, like Excedrin), and TUMS with calcium. Many years ago, we chatted with a waitress who told us to start this process on the drive into the mountains . . . and it works. It doesn't mean you won't be short of breath, but it might shorten the duration of difficulty. And some places have an oxygen bar, but I've never tried one. If I did, the mountains would be the place to do it!

Dryness: Even with all the snow around you, you will suffer from the horrible dryness. If your condo or hotel room has a humidifier--USE IT. This will help you breath along with decreasing the nasal congestion and inflammation. Moisturizer is your best friend--use it.

Expansion: Have you ever exploded a chip bag when driving in the mountains? We have. We had an unopened bag of chips in the car and when we passed through Denver into the mountains--it exploded. Okay, it was a really big pop, but it surprised us. So the higher you go in altitude--stuff expands. You've seen this with your bathroom stuff when you've flown someplace. Open your moisturizer and it goes all over the place. The key here is to REMOVE all the air possible when you pack your stuff. But sometimes you can't do that, so be prepared.

On a side note: As you know, stuff expands in the mountains, well, my friends, so does the stuff in your intestinal tract. You might experience an uncomfortable abdominal  with an increase in flatulence. This is actually normal . . . disgusting, but normal. Disgusting when your kid is constantly farting in the car, and yet, denying all or blaming it on the stockyards in Kansas. Own up to it and let us roll down the window, please. Sometimes the stockyards smell better than the eau de kid in the car.

Cost: Skiing isn't cheap, but it doesn't have to be expensive either. Here are a few options to think about:
--the more popular ski areas = more expensive. Vail, Aspen, etc will be more expensive overall than the lesser known ski resorts.
--the closer to the mountain = more expensive. If you don't mind taking a shuttle or driving then you can save $$. But sometimes driving comes with a cost to park--Vail and Breckenridge, but in Keystone it's free.
--get a condo and make your own meals. It's cheaper than buying food on the mountain.
For example: three of us split two meals:
1 large chicken pot pie
1 order chicken tenders (3) with fries
3 drinks (soda, coffee, hot cocoa)
= $43

Deals: Look for deals. This year was kids ski free at Keystone. This saved us about $65/day of skiing. The day we skied Vail, the kidlet's ticket cost $86. Some places have combination deals with rentals and lift tickets, or rentals, tickets AND lessons. In the long run, this is the way to do it. Some people will rent their stuff in Denver, but you have to haul the ungainly equipment to your ski condo . . . what a pain in the tookus. We simply rent at the resort. Plus many years ago we bought our own boots. This was a huge expenditure at the time, but it was at the end of the season and they paid for themselves many times over. Besides . . . you don't have to put your feet where others have shoved their stinky ones before you, AND the boot is molded to your foot.

Lessons: If you have never skied before, budget a half-day lesson EVERY DAY you are skiing. In the long run this is worth every penny you spend. Don't listen to your buddy who says, "Don't worry, dude, I'll teach you" because said buddy will get bored with you falling down and abandon you on the ski slope to figure it out on your own. Plus you want to learn the correct way, right? Fork over the $$ and have fun.

We met one young lady on the slope --during night skiing at Keystone--who never skied before. Her 'friend' took her up to the top of Schoolmarm and abandoned her. She wasn't wearing goggles and wondered about the quickest and easiest way down . . . Well, my friends, Schoolmarm IS the easiest way down, but it's nearly 4 MILES of traversing the mountain to get to the bottom. Plus at night. Night skiing is more about skiing by 'feel' than visually skiing, and yes, it's more difficult. Friends do not do this to you. Jus' sayin'.

Preparation:  Unless you've skied before, your muscles won't be prepared to ski as you don't normally use these muscles quite in this manner. The only thing that I've found to work is to exercise/tighten all your muscles around your knees. The easiest way to do this is to flatten your back against a wall and slowly squat down--now hold this position. Yeah, not as easy as you thought, right. Repeat this numerous times a day for a couple of weeks and you might not die on the first day of skiing.

Terrain: I'm a fan of steep slopes, not moguls, just steeps. I like skiing blues and groomed black slopes. But the key word is GROOMED. There's nothing like the sound of your skies squeaking across fresh corduroy stripes the groomers leave behind. But you don't always have that luxury. Sometimes you have fresh snow--one to three inches is awesome . . . until a bunch of people get on it and then leave piles of fluff you have to traverse. REMEMBER to keep your weight in your heels, not forward on your toes! Too much snow makes hard work on your quads and knees. Ice is tough on the knees, but it's also a mental game when you hear the scraping as you slide--basically out of control--into a snowy section that will grab your skis. Spring skiing also brings a challenge when the slopes warm up enough the snow starts to granulate and it's like trying to ski across a sandy beach. Ugh! I hate that. Talk about sweating!

And here are my last little tidbits:

--When you're tired take a rest break. If you don't then this is where many people get hurt, by pushing themselves.
--wear sunscreen. Remember, you are closer to the sun and the air is thinner. The chance of getting a burn is increased.
--buy a pair of good goggles. Wear them when it's cloudy, for night skiing, and when it's really cold. I like the yellow tint on mine to help define the terrain, but you need to try different ones to see what works for you.
--sunglasses that wrap around your eyes for those beautiful, sunny days  . . . though we didn't have one of those this time around.
--wear layers of clothing. You can always take something off if you get hot.
--foot warmers are okay for some people. They help keep your toes warm, especially on snowy days, but they pressed on a nerve in my right foot nearly crippling me the rest of the day. I just dealt with the cold toes.
--curl your cold fingers into your palm to warm them up while on the lift. This helps. Trust me.
--get a lift map ASAP and learn the mountain, plan your next move before you and your party head down the mountain. That way if you get separated or someone falls, you know where to wait for them.
--if you see a special needs skier and their guides on the trail--give them a wide berth. This is just courtesy--and yes, so is staying away from the obvious beginners on the trails. They are the ones with their skis in a wedge shape and a death grip on their poles as they hunch over in expectation of falling.

That's all I have for now.

Later, peeps!

3/27/13

Weighty Wednesday -- So . . . How many Activity points does Skiing generate?

Not very many, especially when you think about how your muscles are screaming in pain as you swoosh your way through deep piles of snow, or pole your way across an uphill section to another run.

On Monday and Tuesday of spring break, I wore my WW ActiveLink . . . I also wore it in the car as we drove to Colorado and managed to score one point! But while skiing, I only earned 2 activity points.

Whaaaat? *said like a 'Despicable Me' minion*

I literally worked my bum off and my thighs were burning in pain along with the serious tricep workout I got while poling. So what gives?

The ski lifts, baby. The ski lifts were the kicker.

I might have been working hard while skiing down those steep blue and black slopes, but I was also sitting on a ski lift from 5-12 minutes between runs. This is the valuable information that you can get from the WW ActiveLink or any other monitoring device. When I plugged it in and it calculated the points, it also shows how much activity you accrued in shorter increments--and no, I don't think shivering on the ski lifts helped me earn any points. :-(

Good to know, right?

Though I didn't earn as many activity points as I thought I would, I also learned that any amount of poling will work your triceps and lats very efficiently.

Think about it: you have to propel your body weight up an incline using only two poles, while on a pair of skies . . . sometimes directly into the 30 mph wind. Yes, this was rough.

Why couldn't it have been a tail wind??

Who knows? Life works in mysterious ways.

As I mentioned there are numerous flat areas in a ski resort: the area where numerous lifts dump you off, the area in front of the on-mountain food places, the area where numerous runs merge into one run taking you to the next mountain, or a catwalk that zigzags across the steeper runs that your daughter wants to ski because they're 'fun'.

No matter where you are, you will find areas on a downhill mountain where you have to pole your way across an expanse. This is where I discovered my friends--pecs, lats and triceps. They were sad that I hadn't spent much time time with them in the past, and made themselves known that they were on the slopes to party hard.

They joined my friends, the quads and hams . . .

I might not have earned many activity points, but I had fun and managed to work some muscles that normally didn't get much toning on my walks.

I love skiing.

But I love skiing more when I can wear sunglasses, but I can't complain because I had my buddies, quads, hams, pecs, lats, and triceps joining me on the trip.

Later, Peeps!


3/25/13

Skiing in Colorado

For the first time in two years, we went skiing. We missed last year because we decided to put the kidlet in private school and needed to save the $$$.

This year, Keystone had a deal for Spring Break--kids ski free. Awesome blossom!

Me and hubs at The Outpost for short break
 
So we planned to cook our meals in, instead of eating out. And if you do plan to eat out at a ski resort, there usually isn't much to pick from--everything is expensive, including the pizza--$25 for a large pepperoni. . . we just bought a large pepperoni two nights ago from Papa Murphy's $7 with a coupon.

We've driven to Keystone a gazillion times and didn't bother with a map. Heck, we have Regan our GPS system and my mah-valous memory for rest areas to time our bathroom breaks.

This year we decided to make sandwiches and eat in the car while driving to save some time. They were serious sandwiches: ciabatta bread, my cheese spread, ham, pastrami, Genoa salami, provolone, and pepperoni. Coat both sides of the bread with the cheese spread and the bread won't go soggy. True, ciabatta doesn't usually go soggy, but the extra sandwiches were still good when we drove home five days later.

We had another bit of luck when we drove into Kansas. Some time during the past two years, Kansas had increased their speed limit on their interstate highways to 75 mph. Wowzers! This was wonderful!

So with the kidlet ensconced in the backseat--she made a bed back there--with her cell phone, Kindle Fire AND a DVD player, along with a must-have--headphones, we happily listened to 'oldies' on the radio/CD's and chatted . . . for 12 hours.

Denver traffic wasn't too bad for a Sunday afternoon, but as soon as we got into the mountains it started to snow.

This was a taste of what was to come . . . not your normal spring break skiing where you open your coat because it's too warm or getting a ski tan with white around your eyes from wearing sunglasses. Oh, no, I think we only saw the sun for about two hours this entire trip.

Before checking into the condo, we hit the grocery store--along with the rest of the spring breakers and stocked up on the perishables I didn't want to pack. The condo was in the River Run side of the mountain. The view of the slopes was wonderful.



And we had the largest bed I've ever seen in a condo-sized bedroom--it was a king-sized bed with barely enough room to walk around it. Plus it had a goose down comforter under the bottom sheet--so soft and warm.

That's it for today. I'll have to tell you about the skiing tomorrow, since I need to get back into my walking routine again.

Too bad we brought the cold with us when we returned, but at least I'll see the sun today.

Later, Peeps! . . . oh, and dont' forget to buy your Easter peeps! *snort*

3/6/13

Weighty Wednesday -- The Truth

When I started this Weight issue part of the blog, I promised you that I would tell it like it is.

Well, I lied . . . just a little bit.

I have managed to gain some weight. I'm currently at 135 lbs, which is three pounds OVER my goal weight (132) and one pound OVER Weight Watchers + /- 2 lbs range. Personally, I mentally make my unofficial goal weight (130), which makes me 5 lbs over my goal weight.

So, I've hit the weight wall again. I have until the end of March (for my official weigh-in at a meeting) to get my act together or I--
  • lose my AT Goal Weight status.
  • lose my free E-tools
  • fail in my goal to maintain weight loss for 1 year
  • disappoint myself along with a myriad of others who trusted me to tell it like it is 
I don't want to do lose these things as this blog and goal are very important to me. But this is just a reminder that all of us are human. We make mistakes. And sometimes those mistakes can snowball out of control.

And the only person who is to blame for this is . . . ME.

It's time for me to be accountable for my actions. No one is shoving food in my mouth, except me. I know what I've been doing wrong:
  • spoonfuls of Nutella and peanut butter are EVIL
  • though I'm trying to do Simply Filling, which allows an unlimited amount of specific foods, I need to start measuring and weighing food again.
  • making poor food choices at restaurants
  • NOT marking my daily Healthy checks off.
  • NOT eating enough fruits and vegetables
  • NOT eating enough fat free dairy products
  • eating until stuffed and not 'full'
Here are a few things that I'm doing right:
  • walking--though I have noticed with the cold wind I don't walk as freely, which reflects on my Activelink. The one day that was nice and warm, I earned 6 activity points, whereas on most cold days I only earn 3 activity points. Daylight savings time is this weekend, allowing for light in the evening, so I will be walking instead of crocheting while my daughter swims.
  • water--I'm keeping hydrated. I ALWAYS drink three cups of water on my walk, even on cold days. I fill my aluminum can with hot water and by the time I need a drink it's cooled to a comfortable temperature. The other three cups are easy to drink during the rest of my day.
  • take a multi-vitamin daily
What I've learned over my years of weight loss and maintenance is that when you get all the healthy choice foods in your diet, you don't want to eat the high-carb, high-fat stuff.

I really need to have a good weigh-in next week, because I'm going skiing soon and I know I'll be enjoying an apres ski beer!

Later, Peeps!

3/21/11

Swooshing Down the Mountain

I hope you all enjoyed the recipes this last week.  I pre-posted them because I didn't know if I would have Internet or not.  It turns out that I did, but I was on vacation and didn't really want to bother with the blog.  Sorry, but sometimes we need a break, right?

And where did I (and my family) go on vaca?

We went skiing in the Colorado Rockies at Keystone ski resort.  Over the last ten years, we would ski once or twice a winter at Keystone.  Pre-kiddo--we used to ski many other places, but now it's just easier to go to the place where you know all the ski runs and their normal skiing conditions.

Living in Tulsa, it takes us about 12 hours just to drive to Denver, add into that an early start of 4:45 AM.  Add another hour or so (depending on the mountain conditions) to drive to Keystone.  Okay, that's 13+ hours cooped up in the car with the hubster and kiddo. 

Let's just say that I'm over the family bonding and would like a little 'alone' time. 

The drive wasn't too hideous.  I took some pictures of the trip. 

A whole lot of nothing in Kansas
Eastern Colorado isn't much better
Yeah, there's a whole lot of nuthin' in Kansas and eastern Colorado. Very flat and very boring.  So I read.  And that will be the next blog topic!






on the left is the gondola, the specks on the right are people.

This is the view out our condo window.  I had to lean over the railing to get the picture of the gondola and the River Run slope, which is a blue slope (an intermediate run). At the end of the day, skiing down River Run is ugly!  It gets soft and mushy, and add crowded with newbies falling left and right and boarders riding down the slopes at 50 mph.


Breckenridge ski resort are the mountains behind us
 This is a picture of my kidlet and me at the top of Elk Run.  It's on the backside of Keystone's mountain.  She's got the helmet to protect her brainpan . . . and I'm too old to care about my decrepit old brain cells. And she isn't quite as tall as she looks in this picture . . . I was standing slightly downhill from her. 

Yeah, that's my story and I'm sticking with it!

The first day skiing we always put her in ski school.  Why?  Because she won't listen to what we tell her about skiing, so we have to pay someone to do it for us. But then the next three days, she skied with us.  She has no problem keeping up, in fact, she smoked us on a few runs. 

I refuse to ski moguls, but I'll ski anything that's been groomed--blue and black slopes. The steeper it is, the more fun it is to me. Here's a pic of Keystone's trail map. Sorry, it's blurry, but I got it from a huge pdf file. Here's the original--big enough to see.


Tuesday night, I rested my sore legs and weary feet while the hubster and kiddo did a bit of night skiing.  Yes, there are lights, but it's challenging since the terrain looks very flat.  Night skiing definitely teaches you to ski by feel. Kinda of like learning to take some jumps on horseback. Only a few green and blue runs are lit, so the choice of runs is limited.

Wednesday AM, there was a fresh couple of inches of snow. We skied until about 2:30 and then rested because that night we all went night skiing
 . . . and I remembered why I didn't like night skiing.
Keystone night skiing trail map
We skied away from the gondola and made a plan of attack.  And while we were talking a young lady skied up to us and asked about the easy way down.  We hated to tell her that she was on it, with 3 miles down to the base.  She had never skied before and her buddies decided that she needed to try night skiing.  I said, "you are either very gutsy or insane." She replied that it was probably a little of both. 

About halfway down Schoolmarm, I took a rest break.  The kidlet was uphill from me and the hubster was below when a lone ski, sans skier, zipped right into the kidlet's leg, bounced into the air and then sped down the hill and over the cliff.  Hubster--nice guy that he is--popped off his skis to get the errant ski, and nearly went waist deep in a drift.  Ski rescued, we waited for the dude to walk down the slope.  We couldn't see him since we were pretty far below the crest of the cliff. He was quite happy that he wouldn't have to pay the rental place for the pair of skies. Once we hit the bottom, I quit for the night while the hubster and kiddo skied another couple of runs. 

My knees and feet just can't do it any longer.  Of course, it had nothing to do with my being overweight and out-of-shape.

Thursday was another fun ski day as we tackled most of the mountain.  They shut down one of the gondolas due to the high wind.  And I will admit that it was miserable skiing down the backside of the mountain, the top layer of snow was blown away leaving an icy layer, so we ventured to the front face after lunch.

And on Friday, we drove home--let me clarify--the hubster drove home.  We hit blowing snow, in the dark since we left at 4:30 AM, from Keystone until Denver, then a dense fog bank (freaky scary!), but after that it was smooth driving the rest of the way home.

The fuzzy beasts missed us, but we had a dog sitter watching Maggie, Mr. Kato Kitty and Rocky the guinea pig, and she took care of them, i.e. no one died!  Yes, that is a worry since Mr. Kato Kitty turned 21 years old yesterday. 

Yeah, I've had him longer than I've known the hubster!

Well, that's enough blathering for now!

Later, Peeps!

3/26/10

Love/Hate: Skiing

Pet Peeve Friday has been postponed for Love/Hate this week. We went skiing over spring break. It was a blast as always, but there is always something good to go with the bad and vice versa.

HATE the long drive (we drive from Tulsa to Keystone, roughly 12-13 hours. . . thru Kansas. . . 'nuff said) True, it isn't as bad as driving to Crested Butte (16 hours) or Steamboat Springs (16 hours)
LOVE arriving at condo, ready to kick it the next day

HATE having to put the kidlet in ski school, but this time she requested one day
LOVE bombing down the slopes without having to worry if the kidlet can keep up . . . since she's in ski school

HATE beginners who try to ski slopes that are beyond their capabilities (got side-swiped by one on a steep blue, totally took me out and I didn't see it coming. First time I fell in 5 or 6 years. Uh, I wasn't happy)
LOVE that my kidlet managed to get down a seriously icy blue slope while other skiers were falling all around her. On our last day skiing and the resort hadn't had any fresh snow, but the temps were warm enough to melt the snow the day before, resulting in serious ice.
LOVE explaining how to use poles to my kidlet and then tripping over my own poles . . . at a standstill--since my record of no falling was already broken
LOVE laughing like a total goofball.

HATE that I ate like there was no tomorrow
LOVE that I lost five pounds when I got home
HATE that I gained it back in less then twenty-four hours

HATE the sounds of skis over ice and the splits one does when one doesn't expect it.
LOVE the sound of my skis gliding over courderoy and being the first one to mark a slope (skiers know what I'm talking about)

HATE the serious lack of oxygen
LOVE the fresh air and clear nights, where it looks like there are a gazillion stars in the sky
HATE that when I walk up a flight of stairs in ski boots I might need the AED used on me--conviently placed at the top of the aforementioned flight of stairs.

LOVE that they have Fat Tire on tap
HATE that they put the bathrooms DOWN stairs

LOVE night skiing. It really forces you to ski by feel.
HATE that they shut it down at 8PM, especially when Daylight Savings happened and it didn't even get dark until 7:15.
LOVE seeing the North Star and a cresent moon bathed in red

HATE drinking coffee to stay alert since it makes me investigate every rest area and McDonalds along the way
LOVE the 5 hour energy drinks
HATE how they kept me alert even after we got home at 4:30 AM and I was ready to sleep

All in all, we had a fun and successful spring break. How was yours?
And are you ready to . . .
Write On!

3/23/09

Swooshing down the slopes

I’m back from skiing. Actually, we got back late Friday night, but I've had laundry to do, email to read, etc, PLUS we finally got our furniture that we've been waiting on for about six months! That story is also blog worthy, so when I find I'm dry of ideas to yatter on about I'll jot it down to fill up one of my days.

Back to Spring Break:
We had four wonderful days of swooshing down the slopes of Keystone, Breckenridge and Vail. Keystone is still my fave since I think it is the most challenging of the three. The intermediate slopes (blue) are as steep as many expert (black) runs. Many of the slopes are half groomed/half moguls, so it adds to the challenge. Vail is a close second for simply the sheer size of the place. I think it has 7 or 8 mountains/bowls to ski off—I’d verify it on the trail map, but hubster put it somewhere. And they have the most groomed black runs I’ve ever seen, though some of Keystone’s blue runs were along the difficulty and steepness factor as Vail’s black runs. Breckenridge is a really nice town, but the slopes are flat and freakin’ crowded, really freakin' crowded. Lift lines took anywhere from 10-30 minutes of waiting. And dodging a bunch of newbie skiers is low on my list of fun things to do. Ugh!

But the spring skiing was awesome. No, I was NOT the chick wearing shorts snowboarding! It was nice not to have to wear all the turtle fur to keep warm—and I have the sunburn/tan to prove it! And yes, I DID slather on sunscreen and still got toasted. Oh, BTW, Burt’s bees lip balm DOES NOT have any SPF factor at all and my lips look like a lizard shedding its skin. Purty, huh?

The kiddo did great after a weak start in the car. The night before we left she started complaining of a headache and ear ache. She's been fighting the cough that seems to be going around and coughing up lung puppies in the process. So, of course, the poor thang was puking in the car most of the way to the mountains—12.5 hours of it. Thank God, I always bring a small trash bag double lined with Wal-Mart bags! And the kiddo hit the bag every time! What a little trooper!

Rachel skied with us every day and kept up with only a couple of wipeouts and one face plant—there’s a reason kiddo’s wear helmets. The face plant happened on the first day when we were on Keystone's North Peak, skiing down Last Alamo. It's a fairly steep run, basically groomed icesince they hadn't gotten any fresh snow in awhile and the daily temps were in the 40's. She did a turn, but an edge caught, and down she went. Normally, on a beginner (green) run she would have stopped right there, but a steep blue--NOPE. She slid for about thirty feet before hubster got her stopped. Of course, she wanted to quit, but SORRY, not happening. We were in the middle of the run with no way out except down. After we got down it was time for a break and she wanted to quit. Surprise! We went to the front side of the mountain after that. But the next day at Breckenridge she got her confidence back.

We’ve discovered she likes skiing bumps (moguls). Too bad, neither hubster nor I can tolerate the bumps any more. The knees just can’t take it, so we tend to ski groomed stuff, unless we venture down a mogul blue by accident.

By the last day of skiing, the kiddo was going full tilt. Her cough seemed to have disappeared--until I looked at her eyes. Yep, conjunctivitis. Once we got home on Friday, I had some eye drops left from a couple of years ago and we doctored her up. Luckily there were enough drops to do the trick.

That's it for now. I'll talk about the books I read on Wednesday. I read one FANTASTIC book that I highly recommend.
Hope you all had a great Spring Break!
Write on! ---yeah, I need to get back into the saddle with that again!

3/16/09

Spring Break!

This is spring break week.

And originally, this blog was going to go dark, but I decided that I'd write a few blogs in advance and auto post them.

Sorry, but I won't be able to respond to any of your comments this week. Though I will read them after I sort through the bazillion and one digests that I'll have to read and/or simply delete.

I love Spring Break, except that no matter where you go there will be crowds. Ugh!

We missed skiing last year, so this year we are going for four days! Woohoo!
Instead of putting the kiddo in ski school, she promised to ski with us without complaining. . . Yeah, I'll believe it when it happens, too! We still have the threat of ski school hanging over her head if she grips too much or doesn't listen to our instructions.

Personally, I think she'll do well. Two years ago we discovered that it works best if I lead the pack with the kid in the middle and hubster batting clean-up (he can pick her up when she falls down--I can't, she's too heavy). As skiers, we like to stick on the blue runs. Neither one of us are very adventurous on the black runs, unless they're groomed. Steeps are okay, just don't give me any freakin' bumps! My knees can't handle it! So she'll just follow my tracks with hubster batting clean up or pick up depending on how much snow the kiddo eats. Every now and then, I think hubster or I will break away to bomb a slope or two and then meet up again.

Now, all we have to do is get through the hell of driving 12 hours to Keystone. Talk about a butt-numbing experience. Seat heaters are a blessing especially if your lower back gets sore sitting, but then again the butt cheeks tend to get sweaty in the process.

Or is that TMI?

Ski on!