My nephew took me downhill skiing today. It was my first time in very many years. And it was fun!
I have a few observations: it's WAY easier riding a ski lift than climbing on cross country skis. Way easier.
I felt like I wasn't working nearly as hard skiing at any point, though it was lots of fun. But after several hours, I was good and tired.
The poor young men who babysit the ski lifts must get bored silly.
Snowboarding looks even more fun and more difficult up close.
ps. No Bardiac was injured in the preparation of this post. (Much to my surprise, I did a lot better skiing than I thought I would. And did I mention, I had a LOT of fun? Did I also mention that my nephew was patient, kind, and helpful getting me started and helping me ski? He was. I wish I could take credit, but I'm proud of him anyway.)