Snow Day

That's me (in all black), competing in the A-Basin Enduro in 1998. It was a great day......10 hrs of skiing (black diamond, and double black diamond trails). The conditions were exceptional, and overall, we logged 55 runs (my partner, Portia, and I). I don't know what time that picture was taken, but based on my form (a little hunched over), I'm guessing it was many hours into the event.

I love to ski. I really love it.

Now that my Holiday season is over, I can focus on Winter. I awoke to 2 feet of snow this morning, happily donned my winter gear, and took Olivia (dog) for a "walk". It was really more a combination of shuffling on the plowed streets, and trudging through 3 ft drifts. It was a blast.

Now all I can think about is skiing. I don't know if I'm make a trek out West this year, but I will certainly be making a trek up North. And, I'll be doing it all with new Ski gear. Thanks to a hugely successful Holiday season, I will be treating myself to new skis and boots. It is long overdue, but much deserved.

It's easy to forget to treat myself to something this time of year. I spend so much time and energy on Tanner Glass, that I often lose sight of "me."

Today was the perfect reminder that:

1. Snow makes me happy

2. Olivia (dog) in the snow makes me happier

3. Treats are good.

Enjoy, and Happy Holidays!

A difference A Day Makes

8 inches of snow on the ground. Hmph. So much for Spring!

Truth be told, I do love the snow, as does Olivia. Our morning walk was hardly a walk.....it was a 'drag me down the street because the snow makes me nutty' kind of walk.

Then I pelted her with a snow ball, and all was well.

I loved the snow more when I could ski.......for 5 seasons, I was a ski bum in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. It was an amazing time in my life.....and helped me get where I am today. For, I realized that is so important to do what you love. And although I loved to ski, I didn't really love being a bartender. In my heart, I knew that I wanted to get back to creating things, and glassblowing in particular. So, I traded one love for another, and moved back to the East Coast.

And it was the best decision I ever made. (And as expected, I rarely miss an opportunity to ski).

(view from the top of the Palivicini Lift at Arapahoe Basin)