Dear Interweb,

I love this part of the season: when your skis are a mere extension of your body, responding exactly to the movements of your knees and ankles; when you wake up with fingers curled delicately around a perfect set of imaginary ski poles; when early morning wakeups and afternoon naps are completely integrated into your sleep schedule; when you’re completely comfortable on skis but not burnt out and physically exhausted from the season.

Sincerely,

Roz G