Hah! I bet you must thought this was going to be some salaciously exciting post didn't you? Tsk tsk... get your minds out of the gutter people! Nothing salacious about what we did today unless winter, snow and hurtling on a sled somehow rings your secret bell... ;) Yup, Jude and I went sledding today- our first winter sport of any kind! (erm... does sledding count as a sport??) Thanks to Eric and Amy for inviting us, and their wonderful company together with the Cooneys, we had a blast of a time!
And the weather was just perfect too- not unbearably cold, and just as we were making our way to the little park behind the Cook's, it started to snow, and not slushy, eeky snow; pretty, fluffy snow. According to Dan, the best kind of snow to sled (this is the correct verb right?) in is freshly powdered snow; that way, as you're hurtling downhill, you get the full blast of the snow in your face, your hair, your nostrils, even your teeth!
Jude and I are now hooked! I think we're going to get our own sled tomorrow (are the verb and the noun the same spelling?), or better still, our own sleds- one for the each of us. We've yet to completely understand the physics behind this whole sledding thing, but ergonomics, aerodynamics, and trajectory appear to be key factors. Also sledding on your back and sledding on your tummy are apparently two very different experiences.
Man... I can't wait to find out!
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