The downhill skiing was hilarious at best, painful at worst. A little piece of advice: if you have only downhill skied one other time in ten years, don't try to go after two and a half feet of snow have just dumped down from a massive blizzard. We did have a beautiful Sunday and while my skiing skills were pretty pathetic, it was so nice to be up in the mountains in Maine.
Cross country skiing in VT was a much easier transition and except for the fact that it was a balmy three degrees outside, Lauren and I had a gorgeous morning of skiing at Bolton Valley outside of Waterbury followed by our annual stop at the Ben & Jerry's factory...it's never too cold for ice cream!
This past weekend, my step-sisters had a co-birthday party which included a 7am pick-up hockey game at the Harvard rink. Back in the day I'd be more than happy to be at any rink at any time to skate. At the ripe old age of 30 however, I'm much less excited about a Sunday that includes my alarm clock but we had a really great time. I hadn't skated in five years but as they say, it was like riding a bike, came back immediately.
About 25 or so friends and family showed up to play, abilities ranging from a four time Olympian (and organizer) to my step-mom who's skating skills leave a little to be desired (huge props for being out there in full gear though!). I wore a GoPro camera strapped to my helmet but apparently failed epically and had it off when I thought it was on, on when I thought it was off, etc. so unfortunately I won't be able to post the sweet goal I scored. We had a lovely homemade brunch afterwards and were home in time for a midday nap!
This was also a little lesson in shooting indoors in really harsh arena light. Needless to say, I need practice.
|My sister, Jessie, gets a shout out for grabbing this shot...as I said, nap time!|