Friday, February 22, 2008

5:30 in February

I wanted so badly to enjoy my weekend of skiing. Monday off. I had THREE DAYS to do nothing but forget work and go skiing. As the weekend got closer, my attitude soured and I didn’t feel like heading out of town...and I always want to get outta Dodge for a few full days of skiing until I drop.

On Saturday, we skied close to home because I was tired.

And on Sunday, when we hit the hilly place that I love that is only open for a fraction of the season because conditions have to be nearly perfect to even allow skiers on the trails, I was tired...the melt-into-a-puddle-right-where-I’m-standing tired.

Monday, I woke up with the latest crud. A vacation day no less. I’ve been home from work since then, but there’s been plenty to do around my office that has had me sitting on my backside, resting-up, yet somehow feeling productive in between naps and looking out the window.

And speaking of looking out the window, have you realized that it used to be dark by 5:30?

- OB thinkin' a quick spin on the Nokians sounds great, but I'd better sleep on it!


Fat Lad said...


Go Ride.

Go Ski.

Go Hike.

Just Go.

Fat Lad

the old bag said...

too tired


too tired



bluecolnago said...

happy friday! :)

Eclectchick said...

Ohno! How utterly unfair.

Here's to you being de-crudded soon. Preferably before the snow goes bubbye.

Surely there'll be more white stuff in the next month. That is, if places such as Madison quit hogging it all. ;-D