




The snow finally started to lighten up and Laura and I decided we better get out and dig ourselves out. We spent nearly 4 hours shoveling and snow blowing the driveway. Close to 3 feet of snow in spots just from the two day storm. Mountain living at its best at 8827 feet. What a workout for sure. After that funfest I decided to hit the rollers for 45 minutes in the house and than went for a short run (15 degrees at 3pm) with my sidekick, Nacho. Santa Clause brought some neat studded gadgets for my running shoes. They work great out in the snow covered streets.
2 comments:
You are a regular mountain man now amigo...no more greenhorn from the desert. Glad to see you settling in.
I guess after awhile you ahve to accept where you live and riding the bike year round doesnt exist in this environment. Just get out and enjoy it.
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