Took a little road trip on our second day off to Glenwood Springs where is a natural hot spring. And by natural I mean it's been covered by concrete and commercialized. But first the scenery . This is the third time I've driven through (or been driven through) Colorado and its just stunning to see the landscape. I remember the first video I did with Rachel where I am just crying at the mountains and the trees and with every turn its get more breath taking. Finally, Rachel tells me to stop being such a pussy. But seriously, it's pretty freakin amazing. I'm sure if I lived here, I'd probably sound something like "Yeah so what? Who gives a flying $#@%. They're mountains." But since I dont! Wow-za!!
Our first stop was Subway. Lunch!
There was one ride that was open that had some promise and that was the Alpine Coaster, a mile long one to two manned self controlled roller coaster. It was an awkward way to sit because you controlled the brakes and to do so you had to hold the handles forward which meant you must lean nearly out of your seat. I have short arms, maybe its just me. The operator kept saying its attached to the track so when he started me off I planned to shoot to the bottom, break free. And boy was I in for a ride. I was so freaking afraid I was going to fly off but "its attached, its attached, its attached" kept ringing in my head. Left, right, left, right, shooting down the mountain. I kept passing signs that said "dont brake" so when I finally was supposed to brake to ignored the signs thinking they said the same thing but now they said "Break now." Yeah I ignored it until I was braked by the track itself. I nearly lost a lung. From there you just have to sit back and let the track pull you up a 35 degree incline back to the top.
The cave tour sounded interesting until they said it was a 70 minute walking tour. Nope.
Finally, back to the hot springs where the water was a cool 93 degrees and the therapy pool was a 104. Oh boy. It felt good. The water was a little salty but boy did it make my joints my great. My jerking elbow feels great.
Even had a diving board which I haven't done since the summer of '05. I was a Kimilia's house (a friends I had met while working summer stock for Lyric theater in OKC) and I went for an epic jack knife and the rusted bolts decided to give away. The diving board flipped end over end as I disappeared under water and landed in the shallow end of the pool. Well everyone had a good laugh but I had self image problems every since. "You broke the diving board fatty" I heard people say....in my head. Enough about that.
Anyway, I can still flip like I'm 175 lbs. Front, back, twists. All still there.
Road trip back. Thank you David Bowie. HAHAHHAAGG!
Until tomorrow!
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