I know I've mentioned before my love of cross country skiing. It is the best. It's not nearly as thrilling as the down-hill variety (which I also love), but it is so serene. Even though the ski trails are less than an hour from our house it feels like we could be millions of miles away. And sometimes I need that escape.
It also doesn't hurt that xc skiing ranked as the #1 calorie burning exercise in Jono's exercise science book from grad school. The best part? It doesn't feel like the most intense workout (most of the time).
We were able to introduce our friends to our favorite winter sport this past week. Jeff and Katy were in town from Pasadena over the holidays and so were Sara and Andrew from New York. And they were both willing to join us in an adventure.
Here's Jeff with our little marshmallow, preparing for departure.

The girls: me, Sara & Katy.
Jono took on the challenge of pulling the Claranator. Thankfully this limitation made for a more level playing field for the rest of us (I'm pretty sure he's posing - I hope so, at least).
Stopped at a junction.
We celebrated our trek with some Didier's chili and yogurt. And then Katy and I did something kind of wild...

Yes, we got our noses pierced. Katy had one in college and I loved it. I'd been wanting one for a while but teaching always stood in the way. Recently I realized that I could actually do it. And so we did.
It actually wasn't all that painful or terrifying. The worst part, actually, was that I decided to watch Katy get hers, after feeling pretty proud of my toughness in going first. That was a mistake. I immediately felt woozy and light headed. And had to wait in the back room for a few minutes until I regained composure. Really embarrassing, I know. And to think I entered college having declared nursing as my major. It is a good thing I came to my senses and changed my mind.