After a long, nearly sixty hour work week, I was more than ready for the weekend. The four of us opened the weekend festivities on Friday night by heading to a party with people from work. Despite having a great time, we headed home around 11pm while the other party-goers headed onward to the bars. As has become customary for us in these winter months, we aimed to get up early in order to leave for the slopes by 7am. Great times were had on the drive, as we were stuck in traffic for three and a half hours while heading to Keystone. Obviously "great times" is quite an exaggeration. Two extra hours in a car is rarely fun, no matter who you're with or where you're going. Turned out that a wreck backed up traffic early and never recovered. No worries though, the weather more than made up for any ill-will we may have had toward the insanely long drive. It was probably high thirties and super sunny the entire day, which is amazing for snowboarding. Saturday was also only our third time boarding at Keystone and it felt like an entirely new resort because last time we were there it was still early in the season and many runs were not open yet. In addition, our expertise had increased exponentially since our last trip to Keystone, making more runs possible for us. One of my goals entering the new year was even accomplished as I was able to successfully board down a black diamond run (multiple times), top to bottom, without falling or stopping. I had thought I could do it for a few weeks now, but I finally got up the courage to go for it... it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be but it sure is great to be able to now say that I ride black diamonds. After one of the most amazing days of snowboarding thus far this season, we returned home and unfortunately witnessed the Colts lose in the playoffs once more to the dreaded Patriots.
The next day my second-favorite NFL team, the Broncos, were slated to play against the San Diego Chargers in the afternoon. Some friends of ours held a get-together in order to watch the game and we all had a great time rooting the Broncos on to victory, even if for many of us they are an adopted team.
The thing that I loved most about the weekend was that it wasn't extraordinary and yet it was better than just about any weekend I could ever dream of in the Midwest. The fact that a party or watching a sporting event on TV can only be the equivalent of a footnote to a weekend out here when back in the Midwest it would be the highlight makes me really appreciate what I have out here. Any ordinary weekend here in Colorado is never truly ordinary and helps make for an exciting and adventure-filled life: the perfect cure for us boring accountants.
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