the onesie

One New Year’s resolution out if the way. After about sixteen years since the last time I went downhill skiing, I went with my wife and two daughters to Manning ski resort today (my sons staying at home to exercise their fingers on electronic games). Pam had purchased me new skis and ski boots. It was exhilarating and no falls and no bone breaks! There were immense amounts of new snow.
My sixty some year old body can still ski and my heart can still handle the thrill of skiing faster than my abilities. This will be the first of many.
One small issue arose however. Just before I stopped skiing when we started to pop out kids left and right I purchased myself a new expensive ski suit - a one piece that stopped snow from getting down my back. I wore my twenty year old like new suit today only to have three different episodes in the ski lift line ups where people (usually young) yelled out that I was wearing a “onesie”. Apparently no one else does now. Disco was mentioned.
Those of you who know me well know that I am all about appearance and fashion. I was devastated. Even I noticed that my onesie seemed to have a slight bell bottom flair at the bottom. Looks I’ll be heading back to MountainEquipment Coop one more time. I seem to be spending a lot of money just to eventually break a hip.
On a serious note, it was a joy to ski with Pam again and my daughters for a first time.
Good luck on accomplishing your own 2020 resolutions