Dear Interweb,

Here is some reading, should you be too partied-out to do something more productive. (I, personally, chose to be D.D. last night so that I could party-hop easily and also hopefully accomplish a lot today):

http://www.skipressworld.com/ca/index.php/canadavol23no3-8.html

On pages 41-43 there is an interesting article on the struggles (and successes) of pro-female athletes trying to make a living in a male-dominated environment. I was interviewed by Jules at a Pro-Female Athletes Career Conference in San Francisco this fall. It turned out to be a good article (and a very insightful conference) and I’m stoked that I got a big shot (compliments of Jimbo Morgan). The magazine will be out in print on January 16th.

 Also, belated Merry Christmas! I spent Christmas at my family’s ski mobile home (yes, I occasionally live in a trailer) at Castle Mountain, Alberta. It was great to relax and ski some pow after a month of training pipe and park in Colorado. Many people haven’t heard of Castle (which is a very good thing) as it isn’t a “resort”– no high speed chairs, hotels, high class shopping or perfectly groomed super park.

Skiing the groomer home on Christmas morning...

I wasn’t able to ski some of the best terrain Castle has to offer as there was ongoing avalanche danger because of the way the snow fell this year—light, cold, dry snow followed by a lot of warmer, wet stuff.  However, on the terrain that I did ski, I was finally forced to admit that my little brother, who is now taller than me, is also a better powder skier. They grow up so fast…

Little Lukey killing the Castle Pow

Sincerely,

Roz G

Dear Interweb,

As today is my birthday, I felt that it would be appropriate to birth this blog with my first post. Luckily, this blog will not take 40 hours to be born, like I did, nor will it keep me up at night for three years, like I did to my parents.

Over this next year of my life, I plan to become something that used to make me roll my eyes: an internet blogger. Hopefully, this will not be the kind of blog that I roll my eyes at: “Today I woke at ___ and flew to ____. I hope I have fun here in ____ where I will____”. Instead, I hope it’s more interesting to read than a detailed essay of the functions of mitochondria and at least as fun as someone’s else’s yearly horoscope. (Speaking of Horoscope, this is the beginning of the horoscope my Grandmother sent me today: You appear calm to others. People appreciate your sympathetic point of view. Privately, you enjoy beauty and you explore your spiritual world, You’re very genuine. A major change has taken place this year for many of you and now the dust needs to settle. Next year will be wonderfully social and friendly.) 

Anyways, I had a typical birthday: a really good breakfast (I highly suggest the Mountain Lyon Cafe in Silverthorne), followed by a fun ski day (this year it was at Keystone, my first birthday-ski-day outside of Canada) and finished with a solid sushi dinner. I find organizing my birthdays to be rather awkward (hey everyone! come celebrate my existence!) so they are usually thrown together last minute. This year was no different. 

Anyways, I gotta run. My wonderful teammates and coach (Sarah Burke, Matt Hayward, Justin Dorey, Mike Riddle and Trennon Paynter, ) just walked in with a Transformers birthday cake labelled “Happy 12th Carl”, a Disney Princess balloon with drawn on moustaches and a Hannah Montana Purple blanket (that lights up) in a Transformers Gift Bag. Oh and I forgot to add, a birthday card that sings Dee-dee-dee-doo-dee-da-do… in Chipmunk voices signed to “Carl” as well. It’s pretty hysterical. Maybe you had to be there….

Hahahaha......

Sincerely,

Roz G.