Is it just me, or do others start having ski dreams this time of year? Or do you have them year round and I am just a slacker?
Last night I was absolutely ripping endless pillow lines in the trees, which is, of course, something I have never done (skied the trees, just not any pillow lines). I have this theory that you don't actually ski beyond your ability in your dreams, you ski up to your full potential, like you would absent fear, inhibition and sense of responsibility to family, etc. Sorry for getting Freudian. I need to call my mom.