love the olympics

With recent traveling and then this past weekend of holding the couch down in between fits of coughing, I have not been skiing for three weekends in a row - that's crazy!  To be sure, I don't think I've been missing all that much but still.  My 2017/2018 ski days count is going to be way down.

But the Olympics are on, and that's some consolation.  H and I love the Olympics (except for all the figure skating) and we pack our DVR full of everything we can get (except the figure skating), which enables us to fast-forward through all the commercials (and the figure skating).  We are omnivorous viewers but we especially enjoy the cross-country skiing, because the athletes just collapse, gasping and drooling at the finish line, and the snowboard cross, which is just such a nutso event. NPR has a page where you can see where the U.S. athletes come from; unsurprisingly, there are a bunch who call Utah home (sixteen) and a total of twenty-one athletes are enrolled at Westminster College in Salt Lake City (they have a deal with the U.S. Ski & Snowboard Federation: four days of class and three days on the hill).

So even though the snow here isn't what it should be, and until my lungs get back to where they should be, we can appreciate those talented, driven athletes out there on the snow and ice of the 2018 PyeongChang Games.