When you've spent your entire week cooped up indoors, you can't help but go outside on a perfectly perfect Saturday and get your x-country skiing on. My friend Brook and I rode the trails on our stomping ground at Sundance. Did I fall 42 times on flat ground?...maybe. Did I look like a newborn giraffe?...sort of. Did I sweat and breathe heavily...walking up the stairs to the rental shop?...um, no comment. Regardless, it was a lot of fun and I'll probably be sore for only three more days.