I go skiing

Because I'm cheap, this year was the first since moving to Colorado that I didn't buy a season lift ticket to Eldora, the little local ski area that's actually somehow big enough for a whole season of skiing. Today Matt happened to get ahold of a spare ski pass, so I bundled myself up, dug out some embarrassingly dusty skis, and headed up. The snow was wonderful, but I was immediately reminded of just what happens the first time up in a season, when you suddenly discover all those muscles that don't get used at the gym. It was a short day, both because those ski-stabilizing muscles were quickly tired in the thick powder, and because it was still snowing. Eldora unfortunately faces northeast and usually gets rapidly colder, foggier, and less fun as morning ends. Maybe I shouldn't be so cheap.