We’ve finally got some snow, and unlike last weekend when it was below zero the whole time, the temps aren’t too bad (although the 40 mph winds are kind of a drag) — but although I’m ashamed to say that it’s the end of January and the first time I’ve made it out on skis, I did make it out for a quick ski this morning — I’m woefully out of shape, but we had fun — took Raymond-the-dog (Owen needs knee surgery, no deep snow romping for him) and off we went. It’s sunny, there was sweating and breathing…