I recently went skiing for the first time in over 20 years. I can't remember when I've enjoyed myself so much. Every good thing I remembered about skiing remains good. The sound of skies on snow, the contrast of green evergreens and white snow, the fresh air, the characters sharing the slopes with me, the quiet on the lift, the feeling of total exhaustion at the end of the day.
My sister-in-law, C, was the best company. She didn't complain about my slowness or lack of skill. She was enthusiastic about the runs available to us, and our chances for fun.
This is one thing skiing revealed to me about myself. I don't live in reality. Let me explain. My rented ski boots were a little uncomfortable. By the end of the day, my legs hurt. But my mind was saying, "Because I have endured this pain, I know I can endure anything. I feel just like a character from Into The Void. I am tougher than I ever imagined." I was pretty sure that when I finally got those boots off, I would be looking at mangled flesh. Instead, I saw no visible bruises or blisters. I felt foolish. I never want to ski wearing those boots again. Still, I wish I really had been tough, so that I could have skied longer. I don't know when I'll have the good fortune to ski again.
More on my trip to Utah and family news to come...
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I'm so Jealous! I bet you all had such a great time. We all need to move to Utah so we can buy ski passes and go once a week. P.S. I heard you are all coming out...We can't wait to see everyone.
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