Brother-in-law, husband, me. Ready to shred.
After going for a run in a tank top on Monday, it's nice to see winter has returned to Boston today. As the snow falls here I am reminded of a snowboard trip we took in January of 2010 to Marmot Basin in Alberta, Canada. Growing up in Salt Lake City, at the foot of the Rocky Mountains, I thought I knew mountains. And then I saw the Canadian Rockies.
Whoa. Now those are mountains.
Ski or snowboard? We've always been a skiing family as my Dad had me on my own pair by the time I was three. And then when I was a freshman in high school, my friends and I all started to snowboard. But, after more than 15 years of exclusively snowboarding, I'm going back to my roots. I guess I am just a skier at heart.