I wore my red raincoat, There are some steep hills at the golf course. I thought if I was going to be falling down maybe having my red raincoat on might be a good idea. I’m happy to report I did not fall down. My husband and I went with a friend and he’s been skiing a lot this winter. So when we arrived both guy’s pointed their ski’s towards the steepest hill. Crap, I was hoping for a little light swooshing. So being the trooper that I am, I was right behind them, it didn’t take long for it to be apparent I’m not in the best of shape (all that couch time) but I climbed the hill like a lama going up Mount Everest. An old trick I remembered, when your huffing and puffing and you don’t want to call uncle. You just stop, turn around and say “Wow look at that view, Isn’t that beautiful?” Which worked like a charm, but the huffing and puffing was a dead give away to why I was stopping to look at the view. Oh well at least I was out there and the couch tipping was a success.