Well, it has been almost a full ski season living in Park City, Utah. Almost 5 months to be exact. Figured we would love living in Park City, but didn’t realize how much it made me realize that age is simply a number. When I arrived for my first day of training as a snowboard instructor I literally could have fathered 3 of the other instructors (I didn’t by the way). Hell, I was 4 years older than the lead trainer. Definitely felt weird. Was I too old to be hanging with these people, er, kids? But as the season went on I realized it doesn’t matter how old you are in this town. As long as you are down to live life full of energy and with a smile on your face, age is irrelevant.
Probably should have realized this once I met my landlord Bob. Bob is in his 60’s and hasn’t missed a day of skiing in four years. So, it’s not only the young’ins who make you feel, well, young.
And yes, I have no kids to feed so I am able to work a job paying $10/hr plus tips. And yes, my back certainly hurts more than the 21 year old Argentinian dude I befriended. And yes, I am a little slower to recover after a night of drinking. But, no matter where I live or what life throws at me it is comforting to know age is just a number. It truly is your attitude and the people you surround yourself with that make you feel either old or young. High energy or low energy. Happy or depressed.
Thanks to Park City for making me realize this.