In which Kate retraces her steps
Jan. 28th, 2013 06:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
katestineThursday night was a very typical Kate night: I stopped by my metamour's gallery opening before heading to the climbing club solstice dinner. The latter was more sparsely attended than usual and GMac didn't save me (and Jon) a seat, so we ended up at a table with that chick who reminds me of the gal who took my toaster. Who turned out to be sorority sisters with that gal, overlapped at MIT with me, and is friends with my former friends. egads. oh, and she's a lawyer, bc I has a type.
While skiing in Vermont, I decided to take up snowboarding again after 9 years, probably because there's more low-hanging fruit than in skiing and because I'm a masochist. To improve my skiing, I'd have to go places with lots of snow and longer trails; becauseI'm a crap snowboarder it's a terrible form of transportation, I can re-learn to snowboard anywhere with a good snowpack. Friday, I took the LivingSocial bus to Hunter, which is a ridiculously good deal: $99 for transportation, lift ticket, and rental, with a voucher for a $18 lesson. We got there too late for me to join the first group lesson of the day, so I had to figure out how to put on my snowboard by myself. I had half a dozen trips on the bunny slopes, trying desperately not to fall off the chair lift -- and found it really did come back to me. I knew what the basic principles were and I'm enough of an athlete to know how to hold my body. I took one serious band before the lesson, but overall it went well.
I was the only person who'd been snowboarding before who wanted a lesson, so I had a private lesson for an hour. Robyn gave me things to think about that I was rubbish at applying, but at least I had a few ideas. My snowboarding fell apart on the last run because I was so physically tired, so I spent over an hour at lunch. I took a few more runs, including going back to the snowy longer trail on the scary lift, before hitting the bar for a tequila shot for the ride home. It was a good day.
Saturday, Jon and Lucky picked me up for a day at Camelback. I'd never been before, but I was thoroughly charmed. They have cool theming and well-separated areas for beginners. I'd never ridden a conveyor belt-type lift before. I feel a little bad that I wasn't much help with showing Lucky how to ski; I was too busy trying not to knock him down. I am very proud of myself though for motivating him to try to do as many turns as possible on the trail, which got him thinking more like a skier. He got tired halfway through the afternoon, falling both getting on and getting off the lift, so we headed home. We stopped halfway at Melting Pot. Lucky is a pretty good eater, but he didn't enjoy the cheese fondue (too much wine) or the meat fondue (too much spice), poor kid. We ordered a chocolate fondue he liked so much, he ate the last Rice Krispy treat. Like father, like son. *grumbles*
Sunday, I went back out to NJ, this time for Monster Mini-Golf with Julian and Junior. I got bored of losing to Julian at mini-golf - those 1% skills come in handy! - but the DDR machine was mostly empty and I had a lot of fun. I need to find a way to play dance games at home. After dinner, Jane picked up Junior and Julian and I read porn before bed. Yaay!
While skiing in Vermont, I decided to take up snowboarding again after 9 years, probably because there's more low-hanging fruit than in skiing and because I'm a masochist. To improve my skiing, I'd have to go places with lots of snow and longer trails; because
I was the only person who'd been snowboarding before who wanted a lesson, so I had a private lesson for an hour. Robyn gave me things to think about that I was rubbish at applying, but at least I had a few ideas. My snowboarding fell apart on the last run because I was so physically tired, so I spent over an hour at lunch. I took a few more runs, including going back to the snowy longer trail on the scary lift, before hitting the bar for a tequila shot for the ride home. It was a good day.
Saturday, Jon and Lucky picked me up for a day at Camelback. I'd never been before, but I was thoroughly charmed. They have cool theming and well-separated areas for beginners. I'd never ridden a conveyor belt-type lift before. I feel a little bad that I wasn't much help with showing Lucky how to ski; I was too busy trying not to knock him down. I am very proud of myself though for motivating him to try to do as many turns as possible on the trail, which got him thinking more like a skier. He got tired halfway through the afternoon, falling both getting on and getting off the lift, so we headed home. We stopped halfway at Melting Pot. Lucky is a pretty good eater, but he didn't enjoy the cheese fondue (too much wine) or the meat fondue (too much spice), poor kid. We ordered a chocolate fondue he liked so much, he ate the last Rice Krispy treat. Like father, like son. *grumbles*
Sunday, I went back out to NJ, this time for Monster Mini-Golf with Julian and Junior. I got bored of losing to Julian at mini-golf - those 1% skills come in handy! - but the DDR machine was mostly empty and I had a lot of fun. I need to find a way to play dance games at home. After dinner, Jane picked up Junior and Julian and I read porn before bed. Yaay!