Skiing

For those of you not aware, I went skiing with Rebecca and some other members of the PUB this past week. Skiing and I have an interesting relationship--on one hand, I seem to enjoy it. On the other, it scares the living crap out of me. And a lot of the folks on the trip (Rebecca included) insist that I'm good at it. I have a hard time believing that, too, not because I fall down a lot or can't get down trails, but because I spent most of my time skiing desperately trying to keep control and remember everything my legs should be doing. Basically, everyone else makes it look so easy, and I feel like if I was good at it, it would be easy for me. Or maybe I'm just nuts.

Ah well. The trip was fun in any case--Rebecca ran Mage, Brian ran a puzzle-heavy D&D session, I did a ton of cooking (which I like) and virtually no dishwashing (which I dislike), and the weekends in Princeton on either end of the trip were relaxing. Overall, an excellent use of my 2004 vacation time.