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Living edge to edge. A term originally coined by Bo, it’s a motto that’s defined life for the past three weeks. 

Weekend 1 (three weekends ago):

Whistler! My second trip this season, I joined a group of David and Bo’s friends as we headed up for a weekend of adventure. I skiied hard one day and had my eighth (?) day on a snowboard, where I discovered that going in a straight line on a snowboard is more challenging than I thought, especially on the permamently icy Blackcomb Glaicier Road, leading to more than a few painful spills. I’ve gotten pretty decent on a board, but I’m thinking that skiing is still my choice sport. High point of the trip was making a new friend, Eden, who actually works at the Microsoft offices in Beijing! My goal of working in China is more acheivable and reachable than I originally thought.

Weekend 2 (two weekends ago):

After much debate on weekend plans, I decided to take the pansy pills and bail out on a second straight weekend of skiing on a weekend trip to Mt. Baker. Instead, Lisa, Andrea, and I headed south to Portland. Lisa and I went and made tracks at Valentango, one of the largest and biggest tango workshops in the country. Amongst attending workshop sessions and watching our teachers burn holes in the floor during their performances, Lisa and I got dressed up with the rest of our friends and danced like we’ve never danced before, stumbling home to Andrea’s parent’s house at 5 am.

My dancing ascended to a whole new level that night after dancing with a girl from Orange County and another from Portland. In dancing, there is such a thing as the right follow/lead size and I’ve never danced with anyone that was such a perfect fit. Tangoing with these two girls was the way dancing was meant to be…an amazing connection from head to toe. Truely a pleasure. Going to a practica in Seattle after Valentango, I received comments like, “that was the best dance we’ve ever had.”

Weekend 3 (last weekend):

The fun just doesn’t let up! Bo offically took home Hardcore of the Year award last weekend for an insane edge-to-edge lifestyle. After the Whistler trip, Bo took the anti-pansy pills and dove into another weekend of snow at Mt. Baker. Returning late Sunday night, Bo stumbled into work in time for a series of conference calls before hopping on a plane to Washington D.C. at noon. Returning on Friday night, Bo hardly had a chance to breathe in the air when we swung through, picked him up as he walked out the door at arrivals, and headed off to Lisa’s family cabin out by Mt. Rainier. Bo became the first person to show up at the rustic cabin tucked away in the woods wearing a dress shirt, slacks, and walking around the snow in dress shoes.

 The five of us–Bo, Bede, Bram, Lisa, and myself headed to Crystal on Saturday for yet another day playing in the most wonderful snow–it was snowing overnight and through most the day, resulting in some true Cloud 9 skiing. Sunday was a relax day, but we gunned out at 3:30…Bo had a flight to catch to Phoenix at 8! Talk about living la viva loca…

Weekend 4 (next weekend):

R&R time! For me at least…I’m taking the weekend off. But I can’t help but mention that Bo is headed to Utah with some friends for yet another weekend in the snow. Time for me to catch up on life, bills, church, and sleep.

Besides. I leave for Europe in 2 weeks. Vienna, Innsbruck, Munich, and Budapest!