Traditions with friends

Yesterday my friend Silje and I went skiing. We do this once a year, and even though I hate skiing so very,very much, I go anyway. Every year.This was our fourth (or fifth?) year going, and the same thing happens every year. I, being a terrible skier use all the strenght my arms provide, dragging myself up and down small hills. She's like a freaking gazelle(!!) and practically does laps around me. Here are some pictures to prove I actually went! I can't wait for next year, when her daughter is coming along. Finally someone who will be having the same speed as me!