What a weekend, holy shit. Penguin and I met up in Colorado and skied/boarded Vail and Copper. Being on those mountains was amazing, and I wanted to keep riding for another week. Waking up in the middle of the night and trying to swallow my own throat was, admittedly, the downside. I suppose one eventually gets used to the altitude and lack of moisture, but holy hell... there was more than one ungodly-hour a.m. that literally inspired the thought, "I think I'd prefer to die right now."
I'm now sick like a snot-filled second grader (as opposed to sick like really sweet board shorts) and can't hear out of one ear. Plane rides beat the ever-loving health out of me.
Anyway. There are pictures. I would like to be back there now, please. That is all.
And Penguin's race run... is sideways because I am an idiot don't have video editing software. If you -- yes, you! -- want to right-side-up-it for me, I will lick your face and call you Snookums for a day. Or two.
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dorklepork) wrote,
relaxed
