We have lived here in Colorado for two years, so we decided it was about time that we took the kids skiing. One off our kiddos has no interest in such things (Beti), so we made arrangements for her to spend the night and the next day with a friend. We headed out early in the morning with four very excited kids!
We arrived at Monarch Mountain, checked in, got our gear and dropped the kids of at ski school. Bob and I hit the slopes for the first time in 20+ years. We were pretty impressed with ourselves that we got on and off the lift without falling. It was such a beautiful day and a wonderful thrill to ski again. That was until I had a "yard sale" on the slope! I wiped out good! Or bad? As it turns out, I ruptured my ACL. The kids had a great time skiing. They can't wait to go back. I, on the other hand, will have surgery on April 28th and rehab the dickens out of my knee and be ready to get out there again next season.
The blessing? It has forced one of our littles to branch out a bit, be flexible and handle change. Blessings