Okay, so it's two days later, but I promised skiing photos and skiing photos you shall get! Kind of. Don't have many ones of us actually, you know, skiing. Brandon has a few, but I don't know if his are on Webshots yet. Anyway, onward!
Since they're mentioned in the "About Us" section, Ivan and Nelson the baby dinosaurs. Pictured here enjoying the view on the train ride up.
Brandon and I on top of Mary Jane (one of the three mountains that comprise winter park).
Brandon after landing a mini-jump.
Me after we finished for the day. I was roasting and couldn't wait to get out of my ski clothes. Oh, the shirt by the way? Super cute new Nike shirt that has a cartoon heart (no, seriously, like a human heart) that's holding dumbbells and says "Work It Out." LOVE IT.
Brandon at the end of the day.Wee, it was fun. Cardio tonight. Of some sort. Haven't decided yet.
In a word, tired. Oh, and sore. But happy!Brandon and I went skiing today up at Winter Park which is becoming our new Valentine's Day tradition. Unfortunately, it also fell on President's Day weekend this year (one of the two busiest ski weekends of the year) so it was a little crowded, but we still had a ton of fun.We were able to rent out demo skis (so the parabolic skis that are all the rage; so hard to find regular old skis anymore) and try those out which is good, since we hope to buy our own later this year. Maybe. They're expensive. They also didn't take that long getting used to, so that was helpful.Anyway, my brain is mush and I really just kind of want to sleep, so I'll keep this short. I don't know whether a.) I'm in marginally better shape; b.) because it wasn't my first time skiing in 12 years like last time; or c.) I experienced some placebo effect of feeling awesome because of actual freaking ski clothes, but it didn't take me long to get used to carving up the hill this year. Brandon and I even skied some actual moguls this year which is just crazy talk. We also didn't pass out on the train ride home, either.Still, super super fun and, if it weren't so damned expensive/far away, something I'd so like to do more often.Pictures tomorrow! Hopefully.
It's been like a year since we went skiing last, in fact, it was February 15th, 2008. Amazing how things work out. We are actually making a relationship tradition out of this ski-train thing on Valentines day weekend. Not that I mind. I like it.
Last night to avoid the repeat of last year, in which we both died on the ride home and couldn't move for like 22 days after, we went over to 24 to soak in the hot tub and relax. We got to bed and hopped on the ski train and got to Winter Park. Armed with new clothes (girlfriend and I both got new ski jackets, ski pants, and goggles. I got new gloves), we were ready for action.
After buying lift tickets, we hit the slopes. We did the Hookup, which is a green run, but unlike last year, in which Theresa was more apprehensive, this year she was ready to just dive into things. In and out of the trees she went. I was really impressed.
As the day went on, we hit moguls, Parsens Bowl, and some rather difficult trails. I fell a couple times, but I would say only 2/5 falls were my fault. 3 times stupid bad skiers and snowboarders were cutting in front of me. One of them was in the woods actually. I went into a deep bowl and landed akwardly. It took a couple minutes to find one of my poles, and yes, my shoulder is kind of ouchy.
Turning was kind of bad all day since my boots weren't fitting very well (stupid rentals) but I still had a great day. I am not nearly as tired as I was last year, and my body is not nearly as sore. Am I in better shape? That's what I am trying to figure out. I think so. Thoughts?
To celebrate Valentine's Day, albeit a day late, and after a couple unconventional workouts last night, Theresa and I decided to go skiing up at Winter Park. A day of fun doing something neither of us has done in many years, and hopefully not killing ourselves.
When we got to the mountain, we both decided we wanted some warm ups on the green hills. After two warm up hills, I was ready to take on some blue runs and get the game on. Although T was a little more apprehensive about going fast down the hills, I was ready to test my edges of my crappy rented skis and feel some adrenaline. And yeah, I think I biffed it going through the woods. That and I lost my hat at one point after clipping it on a tree. No fear though in me, especially when it comes to skiing.
I felt bad for T, being the fact that she took a puck off the foot earlier in the week and had a big bump and bruise on her foot that she christened "Lumpy". She was a real trouper throughout the day and handled herself real well, especially after about noon. She was looking confident and like a skier who knew how to handle herself.
We closed off the day by taking a Intermediate/Expert run. It was fast and both T and I kept great control. At the bottom, we both realized how sore we actually were and collapsed in each others arms on the train ride home, taking about an hour to finally find a comfortable position. Don't know how many calories I burned today, but that was a good workout, one that I know I will feel tomorrow.
Brandon and I went skiing today for our exercise endeavour (though there was some non-traditional working out last night). To preface, it was the first time that either of us have been skiing in years. For me, it's been probably about a decade.As a result, I know I wanted to go kind of slow and take things easy at first, given that I hadn't skied in forever. After a few greens (and relearning how to turn on skate-like objects with large stuff attached), we moved on to the blues and tree trails. Brandon was good after about two runs and ready to go crazy and, often times, like a bat out of hell down the hill. The kid has no fear - which was evidenced in a few situations where he fell and stumbled down the mountain.Me, I'm a bit more wary. However, that's not to say I didn't fall a few times. Still, a little over halfway through the day and I started to find my groove again. I tried some moguls (i got to doing them well by the time i stopped schussing, but never really liked them) and realized I basically still have the ability to do them, yet the desire (mainly with my poor knees) still isn't there. However, by the last run of the day - a blue-black that was sans moguls yet kind of icy (downside to sunny days), I was feeling great.Still, my quads I know are going to hurt like a bitch tomorrow. My lumpy foot held up, but I still don't know if I can put it through a strenuous session. Still, since it's "bring a guest for free" month at 24, I may drag the boy over so I at least can stretch myself out extremely well on the foam rollers and cry while doing so.
