I went snowboarding today (shocking isn't it?). Probably ties for the best day ever, conditions-wise, that I've been on the snow. (The other would have been about a year ago.) Actually, the conditions were probably comparable to this day, but I've gotten to the point where I'll do tree runs now, and with almost 3 feet of new snow this last week, dodging between trees in powder was new and exciting.
On the other hand, I'm not very good at it, and I spent a good amount of time picking my self up and shaking the snow off of me, and it's still work - as in I have to think about the turns, forcing them a bit, and it doesn't flow as nice as riding on the trails. Not to mention, riding in powder (and digging myself out of it), kicked my butt. My quads were killing me, and I took a long break for lunch, thinking I'd rest up and attack it again in the afternoon, but it was just ugly. I ended up stopping and having a beer, rather than risk hurting myself.
