Frozen Fingers

There has been a definite drop in temperature in the past 36 hours. Hopefully, its a sign of things to come. They say its suppostd to snow sometime soon, maybe tonight.

I can't help but be a bit jealous of the San Juan ski area townspeople, heres the latest winter storm warning:

BY THIS EVENING...HEAVY SNOW IS EXPECTED TO SPREAD OVER THE WARNED AREA. PERIODS OF MODERATE TO HEAVY SNOWFALL WILL CONTINUE THROUGH EARLY SUNDAY MORNING. STORM TOTAL SNOWFALL BY SUNDAY MORNING IS EXPECTED TO RANGE FROM 1 TO 2 FEET OVER THE SAWATCH RANGE AND NORTHERN MOUNTAINS...WITH UP TO 3 FEET OVER THE SOUTHWEST SLOPES AND HIGHEST ELEVATIONS. TWO TO 4 FEET OF SNOW IS EXPECTED OVER THE SAN JUAN AND LA GARITA MOUNTAINS.

I hope that a bit of that precipitation makes its way up this direction, it always sucks when youre the only place without snow. Alyeska has had 237 inches of snow in November, and Whistler has almost two thirds of skiable terrain open.

And we sit here in lovely Colorado, cursing the weather gods who, once again it seems, have decided to give us more than 300 days of brilliant sunshine. damn.

To end on a better note,

Update

It has been a while since the last post. But thats certainly not from a lack of material to write about. It may be thanksgiving break, but it seems like its been busier than usual. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining about having 9 days off from school, and I'm not whining about spending five out of the past seven days on snow, but the last thing this week has felt like is a vacation.

Saturday and Monday were up at loveland. Its so awesome to be skiing again. Even though the terrain was... limited, and the snow was scarce, its good to have some white stuff to slide along.

The new jak's are sweet. I was a bit sketched at first; one because they're fat: 100 at the waist which is usually a sign that a ski is not meant for hardpack. Also they're not very heavy(for their less than svelte build), again another sign of a soft snow ski. But was I ever wrong. These are the most rippinist, gnar-shreddin skis ever. Imagine a tank that handles like an italian sports car. Yeah its that sick.

the last three days were on the skinnies at North Boulder Park. Not much, and not for long, but its better than running. A bit of a skijour on Wednesday, which was a good workout, but a harsh reminder that I either need to get a real kit for it, or teach my pooch how to not get hit by the skis. In reality, its probably both, but in the mean time, its still fun

A Touch Of Grey

I have to say that four day weekends are very enjoyable. On Saturday, myself and a couple of friends rode up to the fourth o' July campground, locked the bikes and hiked up to the top-ish of the arapahoe glacier trail. It was great to be up above treeline again, and the weather was just about perfect (asides from the very top, but that doesn't really count) Didnt manage the summit but it was fun anyways. Plus, the pizza at the end was just icing on the cake.

A hot run up sanitas yesterday. There were lots of people on the trail, which is not my favorite, but it was still a good workout.

More news! just got a new pair of beautiful Karhus. Jak Team 100's. These are doing nothing to quench my thirst for snow, just making me more stoked for skiing.

ouch

crazy tough dryland today. A good reminder that I have a long way to go to get into skiing shape. Lots of running and jumping. quads are screaming at me. ouch.

does it make any sense? That on occasion, it is possible that your head can be completely emptied by the raging noise? The hurt? The pounding? is it possible to empty your legs of the slowness? Or just make it hurt worse?

No soul, rhythm or flow. But in the midst of the banging and the rattling, there is a point of quiet and solace. Not structured but defined, is the point. Feels like I'm on the outside looking in, searching but not finding.

impossible is nothing...

I think that sometimes, it might be possible to ride the lameness out of your legs. it feels like I've been pushing hard lately, digging for some sign of a spark deep down. I've ridden almost every day this week, and today was the first day that there was a hint of snap in the legs. Maybe there is some hope for the ski season. I'll find out soon enough, dryland is going, I just need to drag myself out and start working. let the quest for fitness continue.