Skiing

Over a year ago I went skiing with the singles at my church. That is where John and I met, and I haven't been skiing since. I never really cared for it that much. I didn't like that I wasn't in control of my body racing down a steep hill at like a bazillion miles per hour. So I would ski down the hill, fall over halfway, finish skiing down the hill to the lodge and sit in the lodge for an hour then go do it again. Tomorrow, I leave for my second ski trip with Johns family. I'm a bit nervous about skiing again, but I'm really excited I get a mini vaca! Mrs. Andrea doesn't ski so I will probably just sit in the lodge for the most part and talk with her. Pray we don't break anything, that would be horrible!