What Goes Up Must Come Down

Of course, it’s impossible to be living on a cloud for an entire race season. After finding my groove in West Yellowstone and really making it count in Bozeman, I came crashing down. I returned to Park City to find not a drop of snow on the ground and to come down with a cold. Well, at least if I can’t train due to illness, I’m not missing out on any good skiing. But still, that double whammy is