I am about to head for the slopes. I always approach skiing with a mixture of dread and – well – dread again. But when I get there I understand why I do it. At best it ticks all my boxes – being outside in beautiful places, doing something physically demanding, good company, and an excuse to eat lots of nice food in mountaintop cafes.
At worst you can’t see where you are going, you are cold, your skiing goes to pot and you fall over and injure yourself.
This is very early to go skiing. I have gone at this time for the last 2 years and the weather has been terrible. I swore I wouldn’t go again but here I am, off again. I am about to experience the joy of a flight from Gatwick at 6.40am on Sunday morning, and the long transfer from Grenoble to Tignes. BUT – the weather forecast is good, and there is lots of snow. And best of all it liberates me from working the whole time, and also getting ready for Christmas. I shall probably love it!