The Snow Must Go On

'cuz I'm hooked on skiing!

Let's get right to the photographic evidence of how gorgeous Sunday was.


Yep, those are my ski tips. I'm riding the chairlift at Mt. Peter in Warwick, NY.

Here's the view from over my shoulder:



It was a gorgeous day. I didn't get sunburned, and we had so much fun in the snow.

The BF is not a skier. I am a former skier, now hoping to rekindle my interest in the slopes. I can happily report that the old lady has still got it -- I was able to bust out my slalom moves toward the end of the day and my knees held up just fine.

But the thigh muscles -- burn, burn, burn! My quads were on fire. I can't believe I used to do that for hours and hours on end every winter weekend as a kid/teenager.

I haven't updated for awhile, so here we go:

The Wednesday night birthday fete went well. The BF was gobsmacked with his night at Alice Tully Hall. Full disclosure: I took him to a free media event. The premiere of Discovery Channel's second season of LIFE, narrated by Oprah Winfrey.

Background: the BF loves nature programs and especially Discovery and its LIFE series. I can't stomach watching the inevitable gruesome death some animal suffers, and so he never gets to watch those shows at home. When I got the invite to the media screening in the mail I almost tossed it. Then I looked at the date, realized the BF would be over the moon to see it on a big screen and (for once) without me complaining in his ear.

So I reserved with a plus one, and in we went. The NY Pops orchestra played the accompanying music live in Alice Tully Hall -- that was cool. We sat in front of Ms. Glenn Close herself, and I saw the man who played Nick, the creepy ex-husband of Carla on Cheers. Oh yeah. A big night out for us.

After the showing there were snacks, of course. Free. We scarfed some, but didn't overdo it, and then realized we needed to stop and go home. And that's what we did.

Friday and Saturday were fairly normal, but busy, and then Sunday we were off to the slopes! Man, that is an expensive sport. But so much fun!

Fun fact about myself that I learned this Sunday while skiing: I am still way heavier than I have been in my past, but I am strong enough to ski backwards down a hill supporting the weight of my 210-lb boyfriend struggling to snowplow.

And, I hiked up the bunny hill in ski boots and carrying his poles, my poles and my skis about five times that day without giving it a second thought. OK, it was not steep, and perhaps only as long (gently sloping upward) as a football field, but in deep snow and ski boots, it took some effort. On my second to last trip up, I passed a group of three teenagers who were carrying snowboards up the hill. Hah! They were moving too slow.

So there you have it. Eating was pretty good all around. Sunday we didn't have time for breakfast, so I grabbed a bag of nut mix at the ski resort. In the past I would have told myself that I could eat more later because I "only" had nuts and they are so healthy.

Now I know better. I ate a lot of those nuts, so I really had to watch it at lunch and later at dinner. But I also didn't give what I was eating too much thought. For once, we had a day where it just was not about the food. At all. What a refreshing change.