Last night after the race, I drove home. I was a sucky drive. Really sucky. It was snowing, and the roads were in less than good shape. I could have stayed at work, but I was out of food and underwear and wanted to get home.
The best part about driving home was the fact that D and I were headed back up to Great Glen today. We had an appointment with our tax guru in Conway, so the plan was to go to the tax appointment and then ski at Great Glen. So, back in the car at 8:30 for me, a mere ten hours after I got home. (For those doing the math, I got home at about 10:30 last night after a drive of more than 2.5 hours from work...guh.) Yes, my life is ridiculous.
It was really cold and windy today. When we headed out the door at about 2:30 for our ski it was 7 degrees. And the wind was whipping. Not the most pleasant afternoon. At least the sun was out. That being said, we had a great ski. Once we got into the woods, we were somewhat protected from the wind, and the snow right now is awesome. Even if windpacked snow does tend to be abrasive and slow. We ended up skiing for about an hour, covering a good bit of terrain. Sometimes it just pays to force yourself to get outside no matter what the conditions.