A local ski resort puts on a video premiere every year before the season starts to wet our appetites for snow. I went for the first time Friday night. Watching snowboarders weave down rippled crests and launch over cornices did serve a little bit like a snowboarding aphrodisiac. Before it was even over, I began to plot ways to save money for ski tickets and dream up possible trips for this winter. Now I just need to fuel up my helicopter.
Hopefully, the weather cooperates with my plans. If the forecast has any merit, I may be sticking to strapping up and hopping around in my living room in my snow garb.
Lesson learned: Pro snowboarders may not make great prospective boyfriends, but they are pretty to look at.
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