Last time we went cross-country skiing in Harriman, Sam was inside me. This time, I was thankful to share the load. Joe pulled Sam in a sled. Sam hated being bundled and strapped in and screamed his head off. Then, Joe would ski for 2-3 strides and Sam would quiet down and fall asleep. Silly kid. Joe made a pretty good pack mule. :) I tried, but didn't have the stamina. Maybe by the end of the season...or maybe not. After all, I already carried him for nine months.
We skied almost 3 miles and were not as sore as last weekend. Success! We're hoping to get out a lot more and maybe even make all the way around the long loop next time.
Sam thinks it's not such a bad idea.