I had hoped to have some sweet pictures of skiing around Bachelor in the sun after our ski this morning. It was grey and snowing so I didn't even take out my camera. Even less fabulous was that I had forgotten to bring any jackets. I'm a poor packer at the best of times. Seriously, along with grocery shopping it's one of the things at which I'm no good. Packing for Bend post crazy weekend (when I say crazy weekend I mean the max on my bike's odometer from my last ride is 50mph, not "I love college" crazy) when I got home 20 minutes after we had planned on leaving made my packing job really haphazard. So I didn't have any jackets. It was cold and snowing. Not looking to be a great time. But Vordy let me borrow one of his new USST training jackets. It was one of those awkward/ironic/humiliating moments. I couldn't help but realize that the last time we'd communicated Pete was talking about how I was not going to be on the USST this year and now he was loaning me a jacket. Oh well. I guess the lesson to be learned is maybe I need to start focusing when I'm packing for a trip instead of throwing in whatever happens to be on hand. Or ski faster. Take your pick as far as moral of the story goes.