"Ski Driving" is a new term I devised yesterday while driving post Sugar Bowl.
The euphoric state of feeling like you are skiing, but you are driving.
I don't recall the last time I was operating a moving vehicle après-ski. Lately, I've been the passenger. Yesterday as I started down I-80W, it felt as if I was still on the mountain with the whispering, cool breeze rushing past me. I was physically in the car driving, but mentally carving.
I can't be the only one this has happened to, right?