Irony

So this weekend was unfortunately, suppose to be the last race of the season for ski team. It was going to be held at Snowshoe, and due to all the mountains that the team would be crossing to get there, our method of transportation was changed. Usually the team rents vans from the school, but the vans are quite old and are on the junky side as far as cars go, so the team decided on account of where we would be driving, and driving through, that we would simply cram into cars and caravan there together. Well the arrangements were finally made, and we were going to leave Friday, today, to try to beat out the storm when the president of the team recieves an email from the director of racing at Snowshoe, which said that the race was canceled "due to the impending doom expected for this weekend". The director was of course refering to the snow storm that is suppose to take place during the weekend, (and has already started since I am writing this Friday morning in place of English class) So, this is extreme irony, not being able to go skiing, and having the race cancelled because of snow. I was first sad when I read this information, but since the race is only being postponed for another weekend, I am deligthted because I still get to race. Now, I have more time to practice and improve before the last race since it isn't until the last weekend in Febuary. Also, I have a physics test next week, and I would have gotten no homework done, let alone studying done if I had gone away this weekend.
I'm so excited about the snow in general. As read in other blogs, I love the snow and am planning to spend a good bit of time playing and sledding in it this weekend. In fact me and one of my friends are planning on building an iglou, so I'm especially excited to get started on that.