I can’t believe we’re back home. Reality set in quick. We got of the plane and right into rush hour traffic. Awesome!
We got home and we weren’t in the door 10 minutes and the question I got was “What’s for dinner?” The fridge was bare, the laundry was stacked up and MiniE was still running a fever. UGH! But before we got lost in the mundane, let’s relive some of the moments that made up the second part of our ski trip.
You know when you have one of those trips that was just so much fun that even just 24 hours can make it feel like it was a lifetime ago? Like there is no possible way you were sitting at the base of a mountain sipping Pinot and feeling proud of the fact that you just tackled your first Blue ski slope. That’s exactly the way I feel right now. I woke up in Colorado and am going to sleep in St. Louis. Two drastically different worlds that I love for very different reasons. Truth: Scott and I were thinking very hard about moving to Colorado before we found out we were going to have a baby. We love it there. We spent the past few days more specifically at Copper Mountain directly at the base of American Eagle.
I personally haven’t always been a big fan of skiing, probably because I’m not good at it and turns out, those ski lifts scare me BUT my husband does love it and E has really taken to it so I couldn’t be left out of the mix.
Day two took us up to the top of the mountain in search of a nice Green slope to head down. A few wrong turns later and we were scaling down a Blue route. I used the Tortoise and The Hare Approach…slow and steady. If you missed the footage of me on my first run down you can see it on IG. Scott stuck with me and supported me all the way. Halfway down I was feeling very grateful for having spent so much time cross training in the gym. I made it down! I didn’t even fall!
In the afternoon we took E back out to ski some more. As a parent two things come to mind as you watch your five your old ski…
- I’m so proud of his desire to be adventurous and his ability
I guess at 5, your sense of fear hasn’t quite been established yet which explains why he laughs as he barrels down the hill.
Meanwhile back at basecamp, MiniE was still lethargic and not feeling well but wasn’t about to miss out on anymore action. So we headed to the frozen lake in the middle of the resort to let the kids just play. E and his cousins took off onto the ice while MiniE was perfectly content to sit on daddy’s lap and watch.
After a bit of playing it was time to go. It’s amazing how much enjoyment kids can get out of a hill of snow.
I spent the rest of the evening with MiniE in the room while Scott and his family too the kids tubing one more time. Check out this footage. Tubing is what those of us that don’t have a ton of skill on the mountain like to do.
Anyway, we’re back. I’m feeling grateful for the time we had in Colorado and count the days till we go back. In the meantime, it’s time to refocus on the part of the every day life that I love..running. My goal race is coming up quick and I need to get back to my plan. I’m also looking forward to watching the Olympic trials this weekend. I was sad to hear that Deana dropped but there’s still a huge group that will be vying for 3 spots. Should make for a great race!
Have you ever been skiing? Where do you like to go? Are you planning to watch the Olympic trials? Are you racing this weekend?