Tristan woke up about 7 this morning and I could not quit looking at the mountain so I called Sheree. I said, Sheree, let's go. Oh we won't make it back in time for practice. I agreed and we both decided not to go. I kept looking at the mountain. It was as if it was calling me. I asked Tex if he wanted to go skiing? He said no. I said, do you care if I go? He said no, he didn't care. So, I rounded up my things and I was off!
When I arrived at Bogus I realized I had not even skied on my new skis since my old pair was stolen. That was three winters ago. The price tag was still on them. The next thing that I realized was that I was so excited to go skiing today that when I pulled out my poles I realized that I grabbed two different poles, one of the kids and one of mine. Yes dad, I skied with it too : ) The rest of the day on the hill speaks for itself, just look at the pictures!
Christy, here is your foot shot! My friend Christy loves to take pictures of feet, so this one is for her!
My pole!
Need I say more?
Shoes of the day!
Boots in the morning...
Cleats in the afternoon...
it does not get any better!
Boots in the morning...
Cleats in the afternoon...
it does not get any better!
2 comments:
Even though you went without me yesterday....I am happy to hear you're back into skiing! I'm always looking for a good skiing partner so I can ditch the "boys" :)
you always did make do with what you had...your dad would be really proud...MOM
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