Monday, January 19, 2009

The Ritual

We awake to the sound of harps on my iPhone. Nothing makes me love 5am as much as a pot of fresh brewed coffee. The pre-programmable coffee maker inhabits the pantheon of the world's greatest inventions. A ski day is a vacation. We derive pleasure from the ritual. The bags, the pack list, the planning of food, the clean gear set out the night before in neat stacks. We follow the weather all week like stocks. Our investment is a nominal sum and precious time. Rain haunts us. Warmth chills us. Cold weather is our bellwether. Snow is our blue chip rally. Triumph! We cash in on the slopes. This moment, this day can never be lost. We are rich in joy. Our bodies healthy and used. I've thought of nothing but turns and edges and my ankles and snow and Mieke for 6 hours. Talk to me baby!!

Here's the favorites:
Food - Godiva Hot Chocolate with Gosling's Bermuda Black Rum.
Exercise - Group ski lessons when no one else shows up!
Gear - Mieke's Smith Helmet saved her sweet head. EZ's used K2 skis $150.00. Never having to rent again, priceless. PS: Even in an insulated camelback, water will freeze at -15 ℉.

1 comment:

  1. i'm so happy you guys have been able to follow your passion so actively this winter! can't wait to join you on the bus....and relax in the lodge all day. love, the non-skier