A chairlift is my happy place…
I could feel the chill creeping in through my jacket and into the tips of my fingers, the general conversation of chairlifts drifting back and forth, and, suddenly, I was hit with a bolt of excitement. I’m done. I’m done, Erin! I’m DONE!
It doesn’t feel real yet. I’m still filled with that nervous, neurotic energy that creates anxious dreams and facebook filled hours of procrastination. I’m not quite sure how to stop yet. Although, I think I’m allowed to.
It’s been a long time coming. Ok, maybe not a long time, but the last two semesters certainly felt like a long time. All those hours at the library wishing I was out playing have certainly paid of. As of 2 o’clock yesterday, I am officially done with my bachelor’s degree! I’m not sure what happened to the ten year plan, I seem to of graduated much sooner than that. But, I’m quite alright with that.
Today was my first day of the season. I headed up to Alta bright and early with Erin Bragg to pick up our ski passes and head to the annual Alta athlete/photographer breakfast. It was awesome to catch up with so many friends I haven’t seen on campus and shred the first couple runs of the season with them. And it hit me. This is what I’ve missed. Sitting outside feeling the chill on my cheeks and the freshness of cold air on an inhalation. Gliding over chalky snow, feeling my edge grip, turn, and release. The pop, absorption, and bounce to the snow. The laughter and knowing looks. O winter. How I have missed you.
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CONGRATULATIONS PHIL!
You are an awesome writer! Hope to see you around the Butte this winter sometime.