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Sleep!

When you survive on very little of the stuff normally it can be tough, but I have had one full night (Sunday) in I don’t know how long, and that was only thanks to half a sleeping pill. It didn’t help that, after the grandparents left early last week, we shot up to Whistler to take advantage of the fact our kids were not back to school until this week. Honestly, how is it you can pay for a good education but they spend less time there? Friends kindly let us use their lovely townhouse, so we had a comfortable base but – sadly for me – not a comfortable bed. I had already made the decision not to even consider skiing until the weekend, but my go-getter boys blasted around the mountain with ski school for three days while my husband disappeared off into the backcountry – always a worry, even though I used to do it myself BC (before children).

What did I do with my time? Well, every morning my girl and I had a very Baltic dog walk, but thanks to good gear and little hotties (disposable handwarmers in case you think I hooked up with a member of Thunder from Down Under; sadly not!), I was snuggly. The rest of my days were filled with crafting. I don’t often get the opportunity to spend all day sticking bits of paper together and tarting them up with expensive ink to turn them into cards. This project was Thank You cards for all the kids who attended the boys’ birthday party. I know they will be looked at and admired for all of 4 seconds and binned, but this is just something I love doing and, being a bit OCD, I have to do it right. I also kept up my 2015 challenges, and played with my new iPad mini – thanks hubby! The evenings might have involved drinking wine, but you guessed that already, right? And reading. Again, I don’t often just sit in the evening and read. I should, but I don’t, so I did!

Icy snow conditions and major fatigue made the decision for me not to ski at all, and the backcountry had broken hubby anyway. However, the conditions did not stop my 8 year old; he broke his teacher on the second day. Leaving him for dead at the top of the glacier. Poor guy didn’t look fit for a haircut when I signed out my very proud son, who looked like he’d spent the day just cruising down green runs. It didn’t stop there – tubing and some very extreme sledding at the weekend left me with my heart in my mouth several times, and I was just watching them. We then returned to the real world and a busy day before back to school. I was very proud to take my generous children to our local children’s hospital, where they presented the Foundation with $200 of their birthday money. I then spent the evening in the MRI scanner having full neck to pelvis images, and had to be helped off the VERY hard bed like an old crumbly – awkward! Thanks to that, I enjoyed another night of not very restful sleep…

Cool runnings!

Well, I am back in the real world again after almost a week of no phone or Internet. The champagne powder of the British Columbian interior was just as advertised, which meant my two boys had a blast skiing with us as a family (4 years of ski school finally paid off!). Before I was diagnosed with AS, I always thought I would be the cool mum who would climb rocks and lead my boys down the double black diamonds (not very elegantly but who cares!). I’m in pretty good shape after this trip, but these days a blue run is about as much as I could manage. However, I have also got to that humiliating stage of being left for dead by my 7 year old. Yep! We set off at the top of a simple blue run, and I couldn’t catch the monkey! Fine! I thought, as long I can keep him in my sight, it’s ok. But, even more embarrassing was the fact he kept looking back to make sure I was still following, he even admitted this when I finally got to the bottom, out of breath, legs like jelly and my husband laughing out loud at me while praising my son for his awesome skiing… thanks dear I’ll remember that!!

So, I can’t be the cool mum who skis double black diamonds, or climbs rocks, or does other hard core outdoorsy, sporty stuff, but I still drive a Mini with 2 car seats in the back (something I have had a lot of respect for over the last 7 years), and I am going to publish my first novel. In their eyes that still makes me pretty cool!