We’d just re-fueled on PB + bacon waffles at 10k feet. And after taking in the view from the top, Nick flew by me toward the descent. I was taking it slow – because it was my first time downhill skiing in six years. And just ahead was my first-ever black diamond descent.
As I stood on the edge of what looked like a cliff, a few thoughts ran through my mind. Ohmigod this is terrifying. Why am I doing this?! Damn you, Nick, for telling me I could do this! Maybe I should trudge back up and take the tram down (and look like a wimp). No! Suck it up and (slowly) ski down!
I chose the latter. And while not fast or very graceful, I made it to the bottom, completely elated. It was the perfect way to close the door on 2017 and set the bar for 2018 – finding my edge and living a little larger.
And other than the 12-hour bug that ran through our house (nine of 10 people got sick – I wasn’t the lucky one), our trip to Jackson Hole was fantastic. Amazing + challenging skiing. Delicious food (Teton Thai!). Reading + relaxing by the fire. Early bedtimes. Fresh air. The mountains! A long holiday weekend doesn’t get much better.
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The pictures look amazing! I loved Jackson Hole and it’s definitely on my lists of places to visit again. Bummer about the bug that knocked your house out!
Sometimes you have to test your limits 🙂
That sounds like an amazing trip! I’ve been to Jackson once (summertime) – and what a place! I can imagine that the skiing is amazing. Congrats on tackling the black – and living larger in 2018!