Aside from vacation recovery and its subsequent re-planning (BeNeLux, here I come!), life has been blustery and regular. I went skiing three times last week, since we had a mouthful of SUPERB snow: cross-country on Wednesday and Sunday, downhill on Saturday with Danny (pictures to follow, pending Danny's e-mail). It's nice to know how well muscle memory works -- I haven't seen a a pair of skis since the epic DAHS Ski Trip of 2005.
I resent enjoying sports that by necessity are labeled bourgeois: tennis, skiing, horseback riding. Why couldn't I just have played soccer as a kid?
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