Christmas eve. Narv, Corey, Guy, and I planned to go cross country skiing. However, Guy bailed on us (very disappointing) so the party only consisted of the three of us. X-country skiing is very fun but very difficult. I fell a couple of times and it felt the same as being body checked in hockey. It hurt. A lot. Only got to ski for a couple of hours before Corey was paged to go to work. (He was on-call for Hydro.) Whatever. I was getting pretty tired anyways. Plus, it's very demoralizing when 4 year olds with perfect form are beating you through the paths. However, we had a very good and fun day. Especially when we were pretending we were Miriam Bedard running - or skiing - from the police. "Run, Miriam, Run!!"
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