Good first day of skiing at Mammoth today. Didn’t kill myself the way I usually do.
Most trips you have to drag me off the slopes but being a little older, and not dancing the way I used to do, my legs aren’t what they used to be. God, the burn half-way down the slopes. I do everything I can think of to get oxygen to the muscles – deep breathing, prayer, whatever it takes to get down safely.
But it’s great fun. Love doing this with Michael and our friend Russell.
More skiing tomorrow. However, it’s supposed to be colder and snowing off and on during the day. Not my favorite.
It’s so rare that Michael and I get to travel together between our two schedules AND getting a dog-sitter.
Good times! More wine!