I'm Sore and It Feels Good
Winter is more or less here. How do I know? Well, today I went snowboarding for the first time this season and it felt great to be out again. I’m a bit sore and tired, but it still feels good.
I woke up early this morning (earlier than I do during the week) and went to Bolton Valley with one of my coworkers. He had never gone before so I offered to give him a lesson. I’m not the best teacher because I taught myself how to snowboard seventeen years ago, I know how to do it, just can’t explain it well. After a couple hours of instruction and watching him fall on his ass, he seemed to be getting the hang of it so I left him alone at the toe rope and hopped on the lift to the top of the mountain. I like going fast, but I took it easy because I didn’t want hurt myself the first day and there were a lot of morons to avoid on the trail.
I bought a season pass to Bolton Valley this year. It’s expensive (even with my discount through work) but it’s worth it: winter is more fun, I get in shape, and it helps prevent cabin fever. I’m trying hard to keep busy; I don’t want to lose my marbles mid-winter like the previous few years.
Snow Day!
This morning I awoke to the familiar sound of a plow scrapping snow. “Sounds like a couple inches,” I thought to myself — well, I would have if I could determine such a thing by the sound. A few minutes later I was further awakened by the unfamiliar sound of my phone ringing. I rarely get phone calls, especially at 7 o’-freakin’-clock in the morning. “Must be someone from work or something bad happened,” I said to myself as I crawled out of bed to find the phone. Luckily, it was my boss. He told me to come in when I could and that we’d get out early before the snow gets worse. It didn’t really affect me because I walk to work. I did my morning routine, put on my snow tires (my boots made from recycled tires), and headed out. I arrived around the usual time, worked on a few hot items, and left early in the afternoon.
Ah yes, the white stuff is here. I have a good feeling about this winter: lots of snow and not too cold. This is going to be the first winter that I don’t have to deal with driving in the snow to get to work and I’m tickled pink about it.