I’m backkkkkkkkkkkkk from the ski weekend away at Mt Buller!

I think, considering my natural aversion to anything that requires the exertion of energy, I pulled up rather well for the number of times I stacked it. Goodness knows how, but by Sunday morning, I actually managed to make it down an intermediate ski run without killing myself!

Waking up Monday morning my legs and arms were surprisingly fine, however all the muscles in my abdomen still hurt and every time I cough (which is every five seconds thanks to the disgusting cold that’s been haunting me for the better part of the last month) my entire stomach/abdomen aches!

Despite the general achiness that comes from my first attempts at skiing… I’ve decided I actually like snow. And skiing. And snow men. And fondue. And chocolate fondue fountains! I can’t wait to do it all again sometime!