Today is my last day of intensives (extended workdays)! Hooray!
Now I can get my mornings back to myself to do whatever it is that I used to do with my mornings. Usually sleep in and then go to the gym, I guess. Meh, it's just nice not to constantly have somewhere to be. Exciting.
Last Sunday, Young and I got up early again, for the third weekend in a row, to go skiing. This time we went to a new resort, well actually an old resort. It's called Muju-resort. It is the lowest in latitude (not ever a good thing for snow conditions), the highest in altitude (makes for weird snow/ice) and the only resort in a national park. It was strange seeing hikers come up the slopes that people were skiing (or falling with extreme speeds) down. I saw some heroic crashes, the kind that the parties involved don't get up or even move for about 10 minutes. The rental facilities there are horrible. They tried to give me 153cm skis. I normally ski on 180s, and thats if they are twin tips. I am 187cms tall, and they wanted me skiing on 153s. I was able to haggle them up to their largest skis in the house. This pair of 183s that were awkwardly standing alone in the back of the racks. Something should have struck me as weird about this.
On the second run down the hill from the top of a 4.3km run, I was leaning into my second turn and my binding fell off. Yep, my whole left binding. It did give me a chance to look like Lane Meyer in Better Off Dead (skiing on one ski). I somehow McGiver'ed it to mildly stay on for the rest of the run. Then I went in to the lodge and attempted to explain, then gave up explaining and started repeating "new skis, new skis, new skis". They put me on a pair of the next longest skis, 160s. That was at noon. I was not having a good day. Then it started snowing, I found an awesome corner of the mountain with a bunch of double blacks (basically steep blues) fed by the only lift with no line. The rest of the day was actually awesome.
The boys and I also watched Korea lose in the Asian cup game against Japan. That didn't make anyone happy. Though it was fun to pretend that I know how to understand sports again.
'Til next time!
