Today we got up nice and early (6:30 is really pushing it sometimes) and we drove 2 hours to the mountain. My ears were just waiting to pop the entire way. We rented our skies, picked up some new gear to look a little more stylish, and headed across the street just to wait an hour in line for our lift tickets.
It didn't even matter though because we had finally made it - skiing out west. (This has actually been on my bucket list for awhile, so I can check it off!) The gondola ride went very smoothly considering it was my first time on the slopes in 2 years, and our first run was underway.
It didn't take long for my toes to go numb, but I didn't really care. I was flying down the mountain, the wind striking my face. Two runs in and we already lost mom, and the third one after lunch we lost dad, but me and paddy boy stuck together and wore ourselves out.
I don't know if my legs have hurt this bad in a long time! All I want is my foam roller to get these knots out of my quads. I know tomorrow will be fun but I hope I can feel my legs while skiing. And this altitude is really something to get used to. We are all still trying (and failing) to adjust but the headache and dehydration can really get to you.
I definitely would recommend this mountain and the condo we are staying in. Coming home to a fire after a long day of skiing hits the spot. The day wore me out but I have to go now to start preparing for the next day of adventure tomorrow!
Good night!
Colleen
