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Sunday, January 20, 2013

Turns out cross country skiing is hard

I'm not joking around here. It kicked my butt last week.

I went with a few friends up to Teacups (past Mt. Hood Meadows) and we skied for several hours. And I fell 4 times. Embarrassing, right? Because I downhill ski and don't usually feel like I fall that much.

I blame:

  • The tracks you get stuck in 
  • The icy conditions
  • The bends in the long and fat downhills
  • My exhaustion at the end of the day
Sounds like I am complaining but truly, I had a great day. We had a beautiful blue sky all day with magnificent views of Mt. Hood peaking out. My skis worked great and my boots fit like a dream. I got a great workout, got to be outside, and got to hang out with my friends all day. 

Afterwards we went up to Timberline lodge because I'd never been there before and the traffic going home was terrible. We got some great drinks and got to enjoy a beautiful building with snow climbing up the windows and a sunset view of Mt. Jefferson and the Sisters. It was truly a fantastic end to the evening. I was both exhausted at the end of the day and completely filled with the beauty of the day. A Sunday well spent. 


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