Out of shape again

I received the call from No1 son in Madison late last week informing me that Loveland Pass got a snow dump, the Packers were playing the Bronos Monday night, and "lets go dad!". I came up with a number of reasons why I should stay in Minnesota but was unable to persuade myself. So here I sit, tired, sore, mildly altitude addled, and very content. For some reason, I am adverse to any gratuitious exercise for exercises sake. I'll kayak, bike, ski, hike, or engage in any outdoor activity that promises a bit of a workout but you can't get me near a club or piece of exercise equipment. As a result my AARP eligible legs, which have been mostly in a kayak cockpit for the better part of the summer, feel like someone has been plunging ice picks into my quads and calves. Which is exactly how my upper body will feel sometime next April when I jump back into the kayak with toned and well muscled legs from a winter of cross country and telemark skiing. The problem with that first time out, doing whatever the incoming season tempts you with, is that the first time is so damn much fun that you don't want to stop, even though you know you will pay. Hmmm, let see.....if I ski run for run with a 28 year old cyclecross racer will I be sore tommorow? The same brain that says, "of course you will be you idiot!" also says "but its just so damn much fun!". So here I sit, waiting for tommorow so I can do it all over again. Ouch!