Where The Snow is Welcome

I hear it's been snowing in the UK again. Serious bummer. I think I speak for everyone when I say enough of the cold and winter, bring on spring already!

Although when it snowed here over night it only meant one thing: FRESHIES. A boarder's dream-come-true. 

I had a really crap day up the mountain on Saturday, not realizing that my new board's stance was about 10cm wider than my old one's, meaning I'd reverted to utter idiot novice status on the slopes again. Luckily we worked this out and yesterday was a friggin' awesome day, followed by an even better one today. Lots of sun, lots of powder, lots of happiness for G and me! 

So. Much. Snow.

As the snow is usually best all the way up top where there are no restaurants, we packed some sandwiches and snacks today so that we wouldn't have to come down for sustenance.

Best snack place ever.

I did try to put on my best pose for you but it's mighty bright at 3000m altitude (something about the snow and light reflection....).

No smiles to be had goggle-less

G even managed to get some shots of me coming down the powder, though it looks a lot less awesome than it felt when I was doing it (story of my life: I'm a bada$$ mostly in my imagination only).

I usually don't feel like I get much of a workout boarding. But I swear, riding powder gets my heart rate up like no other. Not sure if it's fear or adrenaline though?! As long as I burn all those French chocolates, poulet rôti and baguette, I don't really care. 

It's back to reality tomorrow and back to running by Wednesday, I hope! The knee has been holding up well enough so far [knock on wood] and luckily there's plenty of icing-opportunities 'round here (quick knee-dip in the snow?! No, I did not fall, I meant to do that!!!), so fingers crossed I can make up for all that lost time.

See you on the flipside!