Gorgeously frustrating day – my summation of day 2 at the 2010 Ouray Ice Festival. The day began with 2 hours of Nordic skiing with Lisa and Orla.

At 5am this morning, my alarm went off and I’m fairly sure I grunted. It was Go Time. T-minus one hour and counting till I left for Ouray for the annual Ouray Ice Fest.

This past weekend brought me to New York City, a place where I’d previously spent a few day trips but had never really had the opportunity or time to explore appropriately. It was beyond fun to enjoy the city from an ant’s-eye-view, as how could we be anything but when buildings of fifty-plus stories were looming overhead, taunting our human stature with their architectural prowess?