Not in shape to ski... well!

Yesterday, while still nursing my cold, I decided to ski at Deer Valley Resort to prepare for a blog that I write for them about the GPS ski-measurement tool. My legs were weak and felt like low-density marshmallow. I skied as fast as I could, but with twice the care I normally place on my skiing, taking no absolutely no chance, and even with all that care I felt I skied terribly, like a clumsy, first-time out in the season, jet-lagged and oxygen-deprived tourist to Park City. This says a lot about skiing and the sport's zero-tolerance for not being feeling 100% in shape. I knew it, but I had simply had forgotten...