Day three...

Three days was the morning. My focus three days old. My head, it landed to the sounds of cricket bows... ~ Jane's Addiction

Hit up the Rock with Caleb this morning. One run, variable conditions, but a morning of skiing is better than a morning of not skiing.

My knee has been bugging me for about a week (but skiing didn't seem to bother me at all) so I am heading down to Boulder this afternoon to see Mark Plaatjes and have him check it out. I am sure he will use his 7th sense for pain points and focus all his attention on trying to jam his thumb through my leg at that point. He and his wife, Shirley seem to be the only two people with this unique ability.

I'll keep you posted.

~stubert.