Does Alpha stand for Arsehole????

We went skiing on Friday, as usual but what wasn't usual was the amount of people around. The resort is called Solitude, well, not today. Now let's get this straight, I am English and as such if there is a sign telling me to do something (within reason!) I'll be a good little brit and obey - for example - keep right. This means on the groomed tracks keep to the right hand side going up and then coming back simple right? Well not for the pair of salesmen who were in the middle coming towards me and for good measure had completely missed the sign that said no entry!

Let's go back to the reason I came unglued in the first place - H had a skate-skiing lesson so I was on my own and for starters decided to do the Silver Lake loop for a warm up - the trail - if you can call it that was really rutted up and it didn't help that the Alpha's (salesmen - oohh there's a shocker!) in the title of this entry were completely trashing the tracks and what grooming there had been previous to their arrival. They were skiing down out of the trees where the Nordic Centre staff couldn't see them which I think is a more than a little arrogant seeing as there was is a perfectly good ski resort (Brighton) just up above them. For the first time in a long time and it turns out the first of many times that day I fell over, and got up, got a few more feet them fell over again and again and again. By now I was getting really frustrated with myself - I haven't skied for a week and suddenly I'm a complete idiot who can't even stand up on the damned things!!

So I finally make it to the top of the hill and try to snowplough down. Ha! no such luck! again I fall over and over and over and eventually get my left ski wedged under the snow and have to take both off and walk down.

Back on the groomed bit again I bit the bullet and went for the loop we usually do before skiing down to Solitude Village ........and had no trouble at all so I did it again and a third time - easy peasy (except for the salesmen!). Feeling considerably better about my abilities I headed back to the touring centre. Only to find myself involved in a scene from Oprah - the two women behind me were talking what I can only say was the usual emotional twaddle that only women of a certain age can. To say it was embarrasing would be an understatement, never mind wearing your heart on your sleeve this was more like heart on a yo-yo, spread the message to the furthest corner of the room. Why do they do that? It beats me!(so says the up-tight English girl!)

After a calming cup of tea and some yummy orange biscuits I headed home. Then off to the Grizzlies game, we ended up with seats in the nosebleeds as it was a "sold out" game, sold out in this case means that the coporate blocks are empty so actually it was more of a half-full game plus the fact they sold our tickets twice, fortunately we had the good sense to hang on to them and the people just sat a row behind us. The Griz weren't doing very well in fact the Manitoba Moose had already scored when B decided it was time for food and left his seat, not a minute later the Grizzlies scored. It ended up as a draw, we had a shootout (five players - how many you can get past the goalie) which ended 1-1 so then we had sudden death (first of the aforemention five players to score wins for his team) Blow me the Grizzlies scored first - so we've actually seen them win now!