Tag Archives: cross country skiing

Be Finding Solace on Skis 

Being present to what we are feeling and thinking takes awareness, especially during the holiday seasons.  

It is easy to let time zip by in busyness, unaware of our body, mind and spirit.  It is easy to get wrapped up in wrapping just doing without being.  

Holidays are often wrapped up in a beautiful package of past memories and experiences that create our present life.    In my book, I talk about my ‘be enough’ mindset and allowing myself space to care for my soul.    

This year, I continue to unwrap past Christmas seasons, grieving the loss of my mom while being aware of my desire to create magical memories for my brood of boys.

I chose to be enough by strapping on my sticks! Heading off in the early morning on cross country skiis, solo. Allowing the thoughts float on by, in silence, in beauty with birds chirping me on as I pass by.  

I chose to be enough by strapping on my boards.  Heading off during the day on downhill skiis with my boys.  Allowing laughter to pour out, looking for jumps, in beauty with my boys hooting and hollering as I go by. 

Creating space to be.  

Exactly where I am.  

In body, mind and spirit.  

Finding solace on my skiis.  

Being me.  

 

Be on a Sunrise Ski 

Two slender boards sliding through the powder.  

A Labrador retriever frolicking at the end of a leather leash.  

A happy mama taking time to be still while gliding through the snow.  

Be.  

Be still. 

Be still and. 

Be still and know. 

Be still and know I. 

Be still and know I am God. 

Be still and know I am.  

Be still and know I.  

Be still and know. 

Be still and. 

Be still. 

Be. 

Be you.  

Your strengths. 

Your gifts.  

Your talents. 

Be present.  

Be still within. 

Be enough.     

Side note:  I think this is one of the best parts of my early morning skiis, pajama-clad boys in the window.  

May you have many beautiful smiles to come home to during this Christmas season. 

 

Be Skiing With “Pulls”

Yesterday, we skied Woodland Bell. The boys have decided to call it Remembering Nana Trail. It is the trail where we placed a rose last week in memory of mom.

JC got to tryout a new piece of ski equipment yesterday.

JC has been waiting a couple of years, but on Saturday T, his cross country coach and owner of Stussi’s gave JC the go ahead to ski with poles.

We aren’t sure what the poles are for yet, mostly they seem to be brother “pullers”!

Love it.

Proud little man.

Happy little brother.

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Who’s that peaking behind OC in the Chariot?

Be Seeing Nana’s Light While Skiing

We spent the morning x-country skiing. I debated on whether to keep our oldest out of school so that we could stay together as a family.

The debate ended when we crested the hill coming around Sovereign towards the Jungle trail and we saw this sight:

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I had to lie down in the snow when JC exclaimed, “Nana’s light!”

Thank God for children, skiing, nature and Nana’s light.

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Be Having Our First Ski of the Season 2013

We had an absolutely stellar morning on Sunday. It is incredible to be skiing together as a family. JC leading the way. CC skiing on his own and being pulled behind the Chariot. OC enjoy his snacks and watching his brothers under his blankies wearing a pair of snow boots he wasn’t too sure about.

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Spontaneous pictures before we started off:

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Zipping down the hills:

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Going down the Jungle Trail. CC’s first time. He was wondering if the tiger was real. Nope they are all painted cardboard sweetie!

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JC and I even ventured through the fresh powder to hit the animal trails. We even saw some tracks. Does this look like rabbit?

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One last look at the ski:

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After the ski, we went to visit mom and dad. Here’s what I wrote after visiting them.

Life is about sun and darkness, health and illness, and living life with every privilege, challenge and blessing we are given.

Be A Ski Racer

Bright, glorious sunshine welcomed us to the cross country ski hill this morning.

It was our last Saturday of lessons.  Every year the age group called “Bunny Rabbits” or “Bunnies” has a little race they call the Hoppet Loppet.  The real Loppet happens tomorrow for the older kids and adults.

The Hoppet Loppet was a “race” that involved going as fast as you can from the bridge to the finish line.

Our three year old skied almost as quickly as it took him to eat his cookie medal that he received at the finish line.

AWE!  I have never seen CC feeling more proud of himself.  AWESOME!

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CC is the one wearing the bib with #12!  

Gotta love having the whole family being together, even my parents got out for a ski before the race and met CC at the finish line.

Be A Cross Country Skier

I have skied since I was a child, but I can’t say I loved it.  I have memories of whining alot when I skied… oh that’s where our three year old gets it from!

Since having our oldest, almost six years ago, I have been cross country skiing and loving it.  My great friend, Diana, got me into you, got me organized, and inspired me to train to climb to the top of the mountain.  Now there has been no turning back.

Being a mom of boys, the reason that I love cross country skiing, is the exercise I can get when my boys are having fun too!  I pull a chariot that my boys can ride in or I can “drag” them behind on their skis.  Fresh air, white snow, beautiful mystical trees, sunshine above the clouds, who can ask for more?

Now we even has a dog trail so the whole family can have fun while exercising.

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I really believe that cross country skiing is one of the best family activities I know.  Everyone sticks together while going at their own pace.  We often have Nana and Papa joining us on the trails.  Also our lodge serves healthy snacks: granola bars, sandwiches, soup… no french fries in sight!

Be flexible

Oliver is a beautiful 3rd child in a busy household – mom’s a doctor, dad’s a teacher plus 2 older siblings under 10 years old. YIKES! Little Oliver is working on being fffffff… I guessed friendly, but nope it is flexible. He is learning to share his favourite swing with his siblings. Share his trampoline with my son and his new cat Tiger. He is learning to be flexible. Oliver, good skill to learn. I think I am still learning it too! Yesterday my boys pulled out their cross country skiis with their dad. (I didn’t say a word!) Today, my youngest decided to help in the kitchen… Thanks for keeping me flexible boys! ImageImage