It was a fabulous day on the hill.

The last few runs I was on my own, so I pushed myself to go a little faster, totally out of my comfort zone, and listened to music. I love skiing with my people, but sometimes I really enjoy the me time.

I only had half my kids with me, my oldest and youngest, and Misty (in boy mode) and his two kids.

Once I got everyone fed, my youngest played us the new song he wrote. It was really good.

I was a bit chilly, so after Misty and her kids left, I had a hot, bubble bath. I am pretty worn out.

It was a lovely Sunday.