I only fell three times!

Yesterday evening BF and I went skiing with a few of his friends. It was actually really fun, and I think I picked up enough so that I didn’t look like a complete loser out there. I was having a blast going super super fast, and turning corners at the last possible second. To be honest, I was probably going too fast, given the fact that I’ve never skied before … but it looks way more badass bailing at a bazillion miles an hour, than it does just falling down while trying to get to the lift to go back up. Anyway, I’m looking forward to going again! But probably only on Mondays, since it’s cheap for women.