Today was possibly the most clear and sunny day I've ever seen here in Breckenridge, and I've been coming here for over 10 years. It was unseasonably warm at the base, about 45+ degrees, but two thousand feet up on the mountain it was a nice 25 degrees or so. I was wearing ONLY an underlayer, a fleece and a fleece vest, ski pants, a hat and sunglasses.
When you are up here, looking out over such a vast expanse of nature, the air is fresh (although, lower in oxygen than my DC-native ass is accustomed to, but I seem to have conquered that, more later, in another posting where I write an ode to modern medicinal chemistry) and the peace and quiet restores and renews me. Even though I worked physically harder than I have in days, I felt rejuvenated in a way that I haven't in ... way too long.
The only problem about skiing alone is that you have to take your own picture. I'm squinting because of the blinding sun-on-snow issue. Also? I got a serious facial sunburn today. I feel sort of bad ass, although I should be more careful because I know better.
I suppose I feel badass because I skied down from here. And not on my arse.
And of course, the indoor activities are just as breathtakingly photo-worthy:
Oh, you look so happy. Glad you're having fun.
Happy birthday!
Posted by: FishyGirl | February 26, 2009 at 07:09 PM
I'm confused, why are you skiing alone??
Posted by: Hilary | February 26, 2009 at 08:53 AM
Aw, adorable picture of you and Noah!
Is that Marc's hate or have you defected?
Posted by: jodifur | February 26, 2009 at 08:17 AM
awwww, cutie patootie! Glad to hear you're enjoying your vacation thus far; you totally deserve it.
Posted by: De in D.C. | February 26, 2009 at 12:05 AM