Even though I can barely move, I had fun snow boarding yesterday. It is funny how something so enjoyable is so painful the next day. My mind is clear, but my body is filled with an uncomfortable amount of lactic acid. Ah, but what is life if you don't venture towards the pleasure/pain barrier once in a while?

The boarding was about as good as it can get. Few people, warm temperature, inches and inches of fresh snow, good partners and a cheep lift ticket. I should have gotten on the slopes more this winter, but at least I did make it out there.

Getting beaten up on the slopes reminded me that I need to get out and exercise more. I don't feel bad for not doing much for the last few months, it has been too damn cold. But I can smell Spring coming, and with that I am excited to get out and move around. I am not sure how I am going to keep healthy this next season, but I am considering running again. A few miles around the park would do wonders.

But maybe I can do something else. Hmm. Maybe it is time to start up hand ball. Racquetball is too expensive and tennis is, well, tennis. This is something I'll have to look into.