There is something to be said about spending a day skiing. There is also something to be said about spending a day anywhere but work. I guess you could think about that in many ways, and probably suggest warmer alternatives, like spending a day at the beach or something like that.
I like both options, but I live in Canada, and January is simply not beach weather. If I want to go to the beach, one day off is not going to be sufficient. I would need to take a week (of course, going to the Rockies to ski would also take a week…..hmmm)
Skiing is a pretty good adrenaline rush. Careening down hill, sometimes in control, sometimes not, is pretty thrilling. A double black diamond run can really get the heart pumping. And the windburn you get on your face roughly approximates a tan.
I can’t lie to my readers (well I could, but what would be the point) I am not a great skier. I am an intermediate skier with less of a death wish than most people on the mountain. Sometimes I am cautious, sometimes I am reckless. I guess it all depends.
I am a skier, not a snowboarder. That is just a clarification, not a snobby declaration. Snowboarding looks pretty cool, and I wish I could do it, but I am worried about being too old to learn it. A good snowboarder seems very graceful, carving turns with ease, riding the mountain like it’s a wave on the ocean. Of course a bad snowboarder is just one more obstacle in my way, and an unpredictable one at that.
I might whine about having to shovel snow, but without snow there would be no skiing. And if there were no snow, I couldn’t take a midweek break to go skiing.