My Tribute

Above - Me, Steamboat Springs, Colorado, February 2007, in a moment of bliss.

My Tribute to Skiing

by C.S. (Non Blond)

Outside my window

Is a sea of white

I pull on my long johns

tug my hat on tight

I snap my boot bindings

And clomp down the stairs,

Grab my skis to go out

Feel the burst of cold air

Riding the lift

Can be painfully slow

All I desire

Is to be in the snow

As we get to the top

My heart skips a beat

We lift up the bar

And I get off the seat

I've waited so long

I've been waiting all year

It's been 12 long months

But I'm finally here.

Eight hours of heaven

Is about to begin

Under my face mask

Is a great, big grin

As I swish down the trail

And the wind hits my face

I forget any problems

They've all been erased

The trees are so pretty

You'd swear they've been dipped

In a great big bowl

Of cream that's been whipped

Eat a big lunch

Need food for power

When burning three hundred

Calories per hour

When the sun goes down

Sore muscles are rubbed

While snow falls on us

In the steaming hot tub

Advil then wine
Shower then sleep
Snow is still falling
As I begin counting sheep

I don't want it to end

But that's just me

Do you now understand

Why I love to ski?


See you when I return...