Beathard: Growing up, and it’s OK
This is my fourth winter living in Aspen.
There’s a lot of knowledge that comes along with that number. For instance, I know not to try to get in any bars in Aspen this weekend when Winter X Games rolls into town. I know my favorite runs, although happily I’m still finding more. I “have a guy” for everything from discounted ski tunings to cheap drinks, and I know what shoes to wear so I don’t fall on my face on icy days.
Not only am I figuring out Aspen, but I’m also four years out of college, which means some strange things are starting to happen to me. I like to spend a little more to get a decent wine, my apartment finally looks like it belongs to an adult, and I can cook for myself.
At the tail end of those four years, something else strange is happening now: I just can’t handle the bar scene anymore. You might still see me out one night of the weekend, but the following, I’m in PJs by 9.
I hear it all the time, from friends and from my own mouth: I used to never get hangovers. I used to drink way more than this. Oh, for the days.
The really great thing about this is that in the past year, I finally started doing all the things that I really moved to Colorado for. This summer, we hiked a bunch of 14ers, exploring Colorado and getting our exercise on the weekends. That required prioritizing adventure over going out or even sleeping in, and it was so worth it.
On Sunday, I hiked the bowl, and it was awesome. It was no big deal. There’s something to be said for this staying-in thing.
In addition to the obvious health benefits, I’ve really come to appreciate my time with my friends. On Saturday night, we stayed in and had a game night, and Sunday I got dressed up — in heels! — and went to dinner with a couple of friends rather than apres-ing all afternoon. Good conversation trumps partying.
There’s something about ski culture that promotes a work-hard, play-hard mentality. I’m on board with that, but I’m also just growing into a stage of wanting to spend my time and money on more worthwhile things and to take better care of my health. I used to think that would mean I was getting boring, but now I think it makes me far more interesting.
Jill Beathard is on the way to clocking the most ski days she’s ever had in a season. But don’t hold it against her if you see her at apres. Email her at jill@snowmass sun.com.
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