After a short but fun-packed weekend, I am officially done. I’ve been sitting here, staring at this screen for what seems like hours trying to dream up something to write about. But, I’m done. D-O-N-E kind of done. I’m effete from a couple days’ worth of skiing, overindulging, and missing out on good sleep. (Note to self: slopeside rooms, with their amazing views, also gratuitously include the rumble and beeping of snowcats grooming the slopes at 3:30 a.m.). So, I am going to admit defeat tonight and go to bed early. I hope you will forgive me my exhaustion.
I will leave you with this beautiful photo of Colorado that I took with my iPhone yesterday and this quote that summarizes why I will always be a mountain girl.
“Mountains are not stadiums where I satisfy my ambition to achieve. They are the cathedrals where I practice my religion…I go to them as humans go to worship. From their lofty summits I view my past, dream of the future and, with an unusual acuity, am allowed to experience the present moment…my vision cleared, my strength renewed. In the mountains I celebrate creation. On each journey I am reborn.” ~Anatoli Boukreev