Sore

We're back in Denver and recovering from a weekend of visiting with friends we hadn't seen in a long time, including a busy day of skiing at Steamboat yesterday. That was my first time skiing on a 'real mountain' instead of a hill in Wisconsin. We enjoyed a gorgeous landscape, warm weather (a high temperature mark of around 40F), and better snow than I'd ever skiied on before -- though that wouldn't take much. I hadn't skied in 12 years, so I spent a while trying to get back whatever 'ski legs' I might have had as a teenager. I only had one rough fall, though, and the ill effects of that only lasted a short while, though it led me to appreciate my helmet. Next year we'll have to get into the mountains some more. It's just another thing we'll have to add to the "when we can afford it" list.