On Sunday morning, I woke up to the noise of my dog’s collar jingling loudly, and I heard him whining excitedly. But why? Then I remembered we were going to Green’s for our over distance workout. I then also remembered that it had been delayed until 9:45 because of the cold, so for some reason, I had an idea in my head that I didn’t have to rush around to get ready like I usually do. Little did I know, I was terribly wrong. I slowly ate my breakfast that consisted of oatmeal and blueberries, and I eventually made my way upstairs to get ready. I glanced at the clock. It was 9:00. I did the math and realized that were leaving at 9:20 so I had 20 minutes to get all my clothes on, glide wax my skis, and apply the appropriate kick wax after that. I was in trouble. I threw some layers on, ran down the stairs, (falling and tripping as I went) and then burst into my garage to start waxing. I grabbed my hard wax skis and plugged the iron in. I picked out a bar of green wax and started dripping the hot wax onto the glide zones of my skis. I reminded myself that I had to stay calm and wax carefully so I wouldn’t damage my skis. After I had put a layer of wax on, I scraped them, which isn’t always easy with cold glide wax, and then I quickly put 3 layers of V20 on my kick zones. YES, I was done! The smile on my face quickly disappeared when I looked down at my watch and read: 9:33. I panicked. I threw ski ties on my skis, and grabbed the nearest poles, which actually ended up being the right ones. I ran outside and not to my surprise, my whole family was already in the car, ready to go. As I got in the car, even my dog Phinney, stared at me almost in disappointment, because I knew he wanted to go for his walk. We drove 20 minutes to Greens, and it wasn’t long before we were all on our skis and enjoying the fresh snow. It was amazing. We skied for about 2 and 1/2 hours, and finished up as a team at the bottom. We then all drove to Scottie’s house for grilled cheese (with pesto) and hot chocolate. It was a great day.