Five Reasons I Love to Ski

Yesterday I spent the morning at Ski Santa Fe, not skiing hard, not skiing long, but just skiing. And as I rode the chairlift up, I had that swelling in my heart, like the first (or second, or third) time I fell in love. At first I thought it was the altitude making my heart beat faster, and of course that may have contributed to the breathlessness. I had to stop to catch my breath a couple times getting myself and my skis up to the chalet. But I think it was love.

The great movie maker Warren Miller tried to describe the indescribable — why he skied. In the end he just said…