This really is one of the most amazing workouts. After moving for ten minutes I am dripping and my lungs feel stretched to capacity. The potential to move fast across the snow is huge, and you can look back and look at the graceful, gliding, lines of your ski tracks. When done right, it is beautiful. I have moments when I think I might look good, moments when I feel like a floundering, disheveled mess. But afterwards I always feel deliciously tired. And Olive looks tired too, which always makes me happy.
Emily's Pond. A freshly groomed trail. Moose on one side of the dike, swans on the other. Paw prints and ski tracks. Tetons as a back drop. The sound of running water and the swosh, swosh of ski poles.
A nice way to start the day.
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