Alta Skiing...

Okay, so I have lived in Utah my entire life and I only started skiing about 4 years ago. Crazy I know. My two older sisters were taken when they were younger while Darby and I stayed home! What a rip! But, my sophomore year of college I decided to take on the mountain. So, I've been skiing since then and have gone about three times this season: the Beav, Wolf Mountain, and Alta.

The last resort is what this blog is about. I went skiing with Darby, Robyn and Tara. I had never skied Alta before, and must say that it is a pretty cool resort. The weather wasn't the best but there was plenty of fresh powder, which I suck in!
I won for best fall of the day when I became trapped in powder and lost my tips. I leaned forward (which my mom told me this morning is the wrong thing to do!) and proceeded to do a summersault. I didn't even know I could do summersaults anymore! But, I did land in some soft powder so it was all good.

It was a pretty cold day and snowed the entire time we were on the mountain. Our last ride up the mountain was so cold and our faces were pelted with little ice chunks the whole way up. Once at the top, it wasn't better as it was a blizzard! My only thought was, "get down the mountain! Get down the mountain!"

All in all, it was a pretty good day of skiing. Plus I got to spend time with good friends! What better way to spend a Saturday?

Caution: In Training for the Wasatch Back Relay!

I've decided to get my butt in shape and start running. I've been the laziest piece of crap since hike school and it needs to change! I went and bought new kicks for the training period which starts tomorrow. I am training to run the Wasatch Back Relay in June with 11 other people. Not to worry, we are only a recreational team. The point of the race is, of course to win ("it's a race and I'm winning!") and to run for 24 hours straight raising money for children. Sounds like a good cause, plus, I'm going to get in shape.
The course will cover the entire back side of the Wasatch Mountain Range in Utah for 173 miles (Logan (Go Aggies) to Park City). Each runner will run three to six miles about three or four times for a grand total of about 18 miles! We need a team name, so if anyone is reading this, and this isn't a very popular blog, and can come up with something not vulgar, crude, or just plain sick, please do share. We will have a rally car, and I'm so hoping it is like the van from Dumb and Dumber (the Shaggin' Wagon). So far we have five or six people committed to running (does that mean 5.7 people? Deep thoughts by Darby).
So, I've committed to run off my behind. Run?...Fun? HECK YES!!

Over the River and Through the Woods...

My friend Jon has requested that this post be about his cabin (or as he likes to call it the Cabin of Great Prizes). So I feel it my responsibility to indulge him as it was "one of the most influential moments of [my] life". Plus it really was a fun trip and a great precursor to Christmas.
Jon thought it would be great to stay at his newly finished family cabin down Fairview way with some of us from the ward. Finals were over and Christmas break had begun, so naturally we had plenty of time on our hands. So, we were off, to the "Cabin Trip of Great Prizes" (we are yet to see these great prizes).
After only three stops in Logan and about three miscommunications from Logan to Spanish Fork, we all made it to the cabin in one piece. This is amazing because there were five of us and gear (which included sleeping bags, other bags, and food) crammed into Tara's Subaru Impreza which she forgot to clean out. It was okay though because we rocked out to the Killer Mix that Darby made.
So we park the cars and unload the gear and we finally make it to the cabin. It was a good 200 hundred or more yards to actually get there from the road. Jon being the host and gentleman that he is, "carried like everyone's bags" (or so he says).


The highlight of the trip I would say was the snowshoe hike we all took. It was my first time snowshoeing and I must say that I am a fan. Again, Jon was the host and gentleman and "broke trail for pretty much the whole snowshoe expedition." That's a direct quote too. I stayed in the back of the trail and reaped the benefits of everyone else's trail blazing. There was no way in heck I was going to break trail; so the duty was split among others in the group, but I think Jon, Tara and two other people (I don't remember their names) were the real trail blazers. The best part of being at the back of the line is watching everyone else fall. It was a pretty sweet view. The best part of this day was the massage circle that we formed that night. Everyone got a back rub and it was heavenly.


So, after hours of card games and laughter it was time to come home. No miscommunications this time. So Thank you Jon for a wonderful time and for some wonderful memories!