oh man. today tim and i went to cypress to do a little cross country skiing. for those of you who don't know, we borrow tim's parents stuff so that XC skiing is pretty darn cheap. and a great work-out. so we haven't gone all year since we bought our downhill stuff.
it was another GORGEOUS day. (see pics from last post for an idea) here we are skiing along and we think we're pretty good so we're doing the black diamonds (yes -- they have black diamonds in XC skiing) which are a really steep climb up so you're SWEATING and then a steep hill down which is totally insane on XC skis. they're just so different than regular ones. anyways...i'm sure i am foreshadowing here right?
i fell. i hate falling. but it wasn't just any fall. the very last run of the day, coming down the hill towards the parking lot. i must have been going 100 miles an hour (haha) on ice when i fell. i hit the ice but obviously am not stopping anytime soon. my fleece rides up and my side scrapes along the ice for a good 50m. ow. i'm saving you from seeing pics of this by not taking any. (if i had a pic it would surely be posted because i look really tough) huge bright red bloody mass of grossness above my hip. yuck. but i didn't cry. not until i was in the truck driving back down the mountain anyways.
so now i'm sitting typing this waiting for tim so we can start a movie and i have to have my shirt rolled up so that it's not touching my sore (which is like the size of my fist). yuck.
anyways...i'm going to edmonton TOMORROW! hi alyssa. hi rachel. rachel? i don't there are many options of "things to do in calgary" so no, i have no requests. on that note, i'd be pleasantly suprised if you proved me wrong. :)