Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Sleepless in Salt Lake


Howdy friends and neighbors (I'm wearing my best sweater vest). I woke up at 3:30 AM and started thinking about many things, including the fact that for the last two days I have not iced my back, and realized I should just get up and ice the damn thing. Normally when I wake up and can't go back to sleep I make myself warm milk, but there's no possibility of that in a hotel, so blogging it is.

First off, there have been sightings of Billy around the house/neighborhood, so at least he hasn't run off to some far reaches of my town. He's a skittish boy, so he likely won't come in until I get back. And even then I worry he won't. But we'll see.

As for skiing, well, it's been great. No new snow, alas, but lots of great runs and some places where there was some untracked powder (short spurts). I can't add photos from the hotel computer, but will add some later. And maybe even a video of me, in all my glory. Best of all, no migranes!!! Amazing. But since I often get them at the end of a busy/stressful period, this leads to my current icing.

One of the things that has contributed to a great ski time has been my new skis. Product plug: K2 Lotta Luv. GREAT skis. I honestly had no clue that skis could make such a difference, but they do. No floppity floppity (or in ski tech terms - chatter) at high speeds, solid on a jump, etc. Of course, when I say jump, for me that's higher than 3 inches. I can ski black diamonds (but not double black) but I'm not that good. I have spurts of goodness and it feels great when I do have those moments, but then I either have to slow myself down, I have to stop, or I fall. And let me tell you I had a few spectacular falls. Tumbling down. On one I ended up on my stomach sliding face down the mountain - not good.

Lesson learned this trip - I have a lazy right leg. One of my more spectacular falls came when I was turning right. When you turn you have to put most/all of your weight on your lower leg - the left in this case. Well, either due to a lazy leg or my hip issues, sometimes I don't rotate the right leg and unweight enough, so I can't finish the turn. In this case, on a steep slope, that meant me flying down the mountain towards some trees out of control. Thankfully I got myself to fall, since a spectacular fall is better than smashing into a tree.

OK, I'm going to try and go sleep. My husband will ski this morning and then we'll go to the airport and try and get home (we have to fly through the ice/snow that moved from the Midwest). Wish me luck, as I really want to try and get Billy in. I don't care about missing work...

5 comments:

Gyuss Baaltar said...

I am so totally jealous of this trip.

Cyber D said...

Snow skiing kicks bucket loads of ass. I love it. I tried to go once a year for a long time. That was before becoming a parent.

Churlita said...

Good luck with the cat wrangling.

I would appreciate all this snow better if I could just ski on it.

Susan said...

I'd be jealous but went skiing Sunday. My butt still hurts.

NoRegrets said...

Snow skiing does kick bucketloads of ass. My ass certainly hurt once or twice. But after a day off, now I wish I could go back.