Up to the Ski Hut, Again

It's that wonderful time of the year when the air is clear and fresh and sharp tasting, and it's a delight to get out and hike. As usual, I headed up to the Ski Hut, trying desperately to hold on to what remains of my conditioning. The heart rate monitor is a fabulous tool; I could see that I was definitely working harder than usual to less effect. Oh, great!

[Again, I'm not sure anybody cares, but this provides me an opportunity to track my progress, in any case...]