I think one of the main reasons it works is that there's plenty to do. We all enjoy skiing, and then oftentimes find somewhere to wander and shop to close out the day.
My brother joined us on this trip, and we were all happy that he came. He hasn't been in a few years, so it's been fun to ski with him again. He picked it up immediately, so after only a few green runs to get our "ski" legs back, we headed up higher to the blue and double blues.
My sister is a fantastic skier. Very controlled, has a good pace. She's confident and enjoyed the challenge of steep hills or the occasional mogul.
Justin is a great skier. In fact, the first time Justin came on the family ski trip, after we were married, I was excited to finally have the ability to teach him an athletic skill instead of the other way around. I reveled in the fact that I knew how to do something way better than he did. When it comes to sports, that doesn't happen ever.
Unless that sport is shopping. At an outlet mall. With my mom and sister. Then I would always win.
So, this first ski trip with Justin. We started on the green slopes, of course. He needed to take it slow, gently figure out how it all works. I would show him how to "pizza" because surely he wouldn't feel confidence cutting back and forth across the run.
If my memory serves me, it took about 1 run and he was great. Nearly better than me in fact. I remember thinking, "DANG IT! I wanted to be better at a sport! I wanted to "wait" for the slow guy coming up the back. Sort of ridicule him, in a flirty way of course, and show him how it's done.
And then I remember thinking, "Kate. You idiot. Now he can ski at your level and you aren't tied to green runs during the whole trip. Get over it."
So I did.
And we love skiing together.
Mom and Dad are steady skiiers, enjoying frequent green runs and the occasional blue. It's really a great mix of skill so we can ski together in the morning, and then venture out in the afternoon.
This year we are in Telluride. It's a old mining town with a lot of charm and mountains. And that's about all. It's a great escape to a different world for a bit of time.
Also, Colorado just legalized marijuana, so everyone is really nice here. And hungry.
1. Absolutely beautiful weather. The sun would peek through the clouds, and we would occasionally see a flurry.
2. I realized I was wearing my mom's boots which didn't properly fit into my skis. Somehow I managed to cram them in there hard enough to stay put without noticing they weren't properly fitted. #blonde
Thankfully this realization occurred at the bottom of a mountain where I could switch into my own boots. SO GLAD this didn't happen at the top of a blue run. That would have been a long slide down.
3. Mom was recovering from a little bit of altitude sickness but felt good enough to come out in the afternoon to ski a few runs with dad.
4. We made homemade spaghetti and meatballs for dinner, the perfect comfort food after a long, cold day.
5. Justin, Marc, Lauren and I all headed into Telluride (the town) last night. The easiest way to get there is by Gondola, and it's a stunning view as you ride into town. There's something I love about a quiet mountain town that closes down at 8:00p. Although, I wouldn't mind seeing a Target or Starbucks every few blocks either. #keepingitreal
Today, we are going to attempt snowboarding. For the first time. Ever. Because, apparently, we think we can do it.
Here is how we feel this morning:
Here is how we'll feel this evening:
Wish us luck. And preferably no more than 2 broken bones each.