I grew up downhill skiing in Minnesota. My parents have a time share in CO and there's an annual trip of uncles, cousins and siblings. Since having kids, I have not been a part of those trips. They were talking about it on Christmas and there was a great deal on airfare so DH and I made a semi-last minute decision and booked a trip. Our last ski trip was 5 years ago. Our last week + long trip was our honeymoon, 6 years ago. We've never left the kids for 5 days. This was a big deal for us.
And it was worth every penny. I soaked up each moment. Here are some highlights so you can enjoy the beauty and so I can relive it all. I'm sorry I don't know how to rotate these.
This is in the Back Bowls of Vail with DH and my sister. You look left and all you see are huge mountains. You look right and all you see are huge mountains. You feel on top of the world.
Me and my sister. We had a blast. She goes every year so I was annoyed by how much better she was than me. I blamed it on being a mom and now I ski with more caution. No more bombing the run! She beat me in every race. Except uphill! When we were on catwalks that needed some cross country type moves, my cardio was better. ha! Sibling rivalry always in our family. But seriously, my running did help. My quads felt fine for the most part. Being in good shape allows you to do active stuff with relative ease. And enjoy it!
DH and I went on 2 runs. Holy hard! Altitude training is crazy tough. I wanted my legs to move faster. I knew they could, but if I made them, my lungs felt like they were going to burst. It reminded me of when I first started running. We ran 5.5 miles along Gore Creek at the base of the mountain and it was breathtaking.
The 2nd run was shorter and silly and super fun. We got up early and toured the little shopping villages. You sure can cover ground as a tourist when you're on an early morning run. We jogged past the fancy shops and window browsed. We watched the bakery trucks make their deliveries. We stopped to take pics.
We took some wrong turn and when a sign said "No outlet" we figured it meant for the right fork in the road. After struggling uphill we suddenly found ourselves ON the mountain. The groomed part for skiers! whoops. Turning back would have been awful so we looked at each other and made a mad dash for it. We must've looked ridiculous sprinting down the middle of the slope. I wish I would've gotten a picture but I was too scared that we'd get in trouble. It was a highlight of the trip.
We sat outside at the end of the day and drank margaritas and watched all the skiers come in. Sun, good company, a good drink and even some chips and guac! Bliss.
I took a yoga class where I got a lot of personal attention that helped change several important poses for me. Loved it. My sister I and went to a Barre class. I've been hearing a lot about it lately and we were curious. It was fun, but nothing I'd seek out or ever pay extra for.
It was vacation at its best. I indulged in quality food and treats. But I also was pretty active. Such a good balance. Life is good.
And now I'm ready for Spring.