the skiing (black and) blues.

i don't usually bruise very easily.

that changed when i went skiing for the first time last week.

enter: my good friend, danger phil.

he came from madison for the day to hang out and teach me to ski. if only he would have known how much of a task that would be...

we started with the bunny hill for a few runs (highlighted below in green) and then danger phil thought it would be a fun idea to take me on a more difficult route -- "miracle." it is a blue trail, which means the difficulty level is medium. we skied down it twice and honestly...it's a miracle i didn't die. 

looking back, i had a really good time learning to ski. it was fun watching kids half my size whizzing past me at a zillion miles per hour as i crouched over my skis, silently praying that my bones wouldn't shatter into a million little pieces each time i went tumbling into the ground. danger phil says he's taught three people to ski on granite peak and i was the best. is anyone surprised by that?

i like to think i'm fairly fearless, which would explain the multiple bruises i've developed during the past week, but i turned out to be not-too-bad at skiing and hope to do it again someday (when someone else wants to pay for my ridiculously priced lift ticket and rental skis).

after our adventure, we went to the great dane to meet up with some of my little sister's former flames -- 

( :

they danced on the tables.

i watched.

AND NOW FOR THE VIDEO YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.

here's me skiing.

enjoy.