So I was skiing along this morning, trying to utilize the placement of my poles to get the most of my forward momentum, when thrunk....yes thrunk. Thrunk is the sound you make when you, quite unexpectedly, sink to your waste in snow whilst Nordic skiing across sagebrush fields. Of course for me thrunk is the first of many sounds that follow such an event. Others are far less creative sounding and not at all appropriate...apparently such an event is commonly referred to as a "Sage Bomb"...this event seems to occur when it is least expected, whilst its victims are unaware of their impending doom, and results are quite catastrophic...not to mention they take out a lot of innocent bystanders...no, I didn't take anybody down with me...but I totally didn't see it coming....and I don't think I deserved it either. Tomorrow I will be wiser. Tomorrow I will be on my toes. Tomorrow...I should stay home...