
All of this is relevant for a few reasons. First, the last time I skied in deep snow was the day last year when I blew out my knee. Second, I'm supposed to be on a day off tomorrow but will be skiing with a bunch of pretty good skiing journalists, ripping around the hill instead. Third, I have a pair of fat powder skis that I've never used but which sat right next to my bike on the trainer all winter at home as a motivator. Finally, fourth and most importantly, it's going to be a big powder day. Right now it's not clear how big, but it should be awesome. The storm is dropping snow on town as I write - a rarity - and is supposed to keep up until mid-morning. I hope to capture some good photos of the action tomorrow - I'm not too bashful to ask these journalists to take my picture skiing in uniform (they are journalists, after all). I intend to send a good powder shot to my surgeon, to my physical therapist, to my friends who are enjoying summer, to my friends who are not enjoying summer, and to anyone else who might or might not care.
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