Work has been kicking my ass lately, so much that I’m
starting contemplate a big change. I won’t
get into that now, but I guess it’s a pretty big deal. Anyway, yesterday I decided to go to the
mountains. And for the first time in a
few years, I didn’t bring a bike.
We went to a local ski resort, because I hadn’t been
snowboarding in a few years. Last year
the conditions kinda sucked, so we skipped it.
The year before, well, I guess I was just too busy. Little Miss Sunshine hadn’t been in a while
either, so of course she joined me.
She doesn’t ride a snowboard though, but she does ride
little tiny skis.
Growing up riding skateboards, being on a snowboard is
pretty natural to me. Well, as long as I
do it regularly. It took a couple of
runs to get my snow legs back, and after that I was having a good time.
I even got to see my favorite number on the chair lift.
It was just what I needed.
My job sucks pretty bad these days, so going up to the mountains was
just what I needed. Being from Florida and all, seeing
snow is still a pretty big deal to me.
Speaking of work, I’m on call this weekend. This means that I can’t plan a damn thing,
and it also means that there is a possibility that Iwon’t be able to ride my
bike at all.
That just sucks.
Maybe I’ll be back here Monday.
Maybe not.
