My New Love

I've decided that cross country is my new love. I have had cross country skis for years and used to ski a lot in my younger years, but with raising kids and working all the time and everything else in my life, the skis got tossed aside. But after skiing on the river at Temple on Sunday, I decided to renew my love (and skill), and set out at noon to ski at Killarney Lake today. I had a bit of a scare as I went down a hill first thing out. Except I forgot how to ski downhill on cross country skis somewhat. My heart was pounding, and I was praying to beat the band -- "Don't let me fall, don't let me fall!" And I didn't. Whew. My legs were shaking; I need to research how to cross country downhill, or at least bend my knees more.

After a few minutes of skiing, I got the hang of going downhill again. I can downhill ski, but it is completely different than that, other than rhe bending of the knees for balance. I'm sure I'll get better as I practice more. What a beautiful day it was today, and the forest glade was soothing. And the exercise quotient -- wow...it is aerobic exercise. Actually, the best exercise aerobically I hear. So, I'm thinking about ditching the gym and adding this to my repetoire. I'd rather be outside anyway. I really do not like being inside. I'm an outside girl. My new love -- at least for this week. LOL