You have read about my DadBreaks from Naggs Head boogie boarding to a little beach volleyball at Kimballs' Farm in Westwood. But I think it is fair to say we have turned a corner Houston. First, she ASKS ME to run the Charles River 5K with her and now we are going out on dates that involve X country skiing. AND SHE LIKED IT!
My girl is from Miami. In my late twenties I broke it off with this hottie 'cause she couldn't imagine skiing with me. I was fresh off the west coast, what did I know people? I turned in my skis for the Met, lunch at Bouley Bakery and a lot of long walks through lower Manhattan and fell in love with her anyway. But secretly I knew that with a little patience I could bring her over to the dark side.
Ten years later she smiled a little a mile into a ski at Weston. I blamed it on the sun. I thought it might have reminded her of the beach. But today it was cloudy, snowy and ten degrees and she was STILL smiling. Maybe it was the spectacular views, the stunning snow conditions? It certainly wasn't teaching her to duck walk up steep green trails. Well check her out heading downhill here on YouTube. A natural skier. What snowy icing on the proverbial wedding cake.
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