Third time is a charm

Yesterday was my third time cross country skiing. I waxed for the first time. Man, that made it such a better experience. My friend Dawn, a fellow Seminarian, who grew up on a dairy farm, is pretty much a pro and took me to school...although I did beat her in 15 foot race at one point. The great thing about skiing is that in spite of the fact that it is 12 degrees outside I sweat like crazy and then I can eat whatever I want!