first runs (snowboarding...not poop)

Haven't really been blogging lately. I know you're all devastated...probably checking everyday...anticipating. Both of you. But it's hard you know? What with the writing and the spelling and the making of the mundane interesting. Ahh the challenges we face in this American life. Oh wait...there's spell check (remember when people had to use pens and stuff? Me neither)

So the lady and I got out on the slopes last night for the first time this year. It was a little rough. Only two trails open (Lab) and some seriously icy chop. It wasn't too cold though and there was a little loose powder under the lift, which was great. But now of course it's raining. If we could just reach next week without the warm up...or at least without it raining. But no. We're supposed to get a sustained winter blast next week though which should give us a chance at a real base.

Training (work) has gone from 'fairly interested and happy to learn' to 'having difficulty paying attention' to 'getting angry at how long we have until the next break'. Like...pretty angry. Bad sign. I keep picturing our trainer physically cramming information into our heads like so much ASDE-X stuffing. If we had to worry about homework and tests and such...this experience would make any 10 hour day of labs and lecture I pulled at Bucknell seem like pre-K. It's all over next week though...and all I have to say is that I'd better be a ASDE-X maestro by then. Or a hack or whatever.