I spent last Saturday afternoon skiing with my big girl. She went off on the 7.15am bus to Mt Abram and had her morning lesson, then I appeared while she was finishing her lunch, and we hit the slopes together.
She's full of confidence and believes she can do anything, which for me is terrifying. We started with a blue run - quite a difficult one - and I had plenty of moments where I didn't think she was going to be able to stop.
On the lift back up we had a chat about how you have to ski better when the slope is steeper. So then we did a different blue - The Snake - and this time she did the whole thing totally in control. She's still doing snowploughs and snowplough turns, but she was able to do some quite difficult runs by taking them slowly and making sure she was in charge the whole way. Then we'd get to the wide flatter bits, and she was off. Third run she disappeared off ahead of me, and I had to speed up to catch up.
We both loved it! But my thighs were very sore by the end, despite the half-time beer. I clearly need to do more exercise... you know, like more than just going skiing every other Saturday.
So having had 18 inches of snow last week, then a beautiful weekend for skiing, today it has rained and rained and rained. It's 8C right now, which is unheard of for Maine in winter. The snow is melting, the wind is blowing the rain horizontally, there's fog everywhere. I had a horrible drive home through it.
This evening I decided to actually do some exercise, so I headed out in the foul weather, only to find the YMCA had a power cut. Hmmph.
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