Liberty Ski Area, February 25 - The latest in a series of commercials for Nissan’s Xterra (their newest SUV) focuses its theme on the user choosing their “sick days” wisely. The voiceover is complimented with images of mountain biking, snowboarding and so forth. Truly last Friday, for those who took it, was a sick day chosen wisely.

At approximately 7:30 a.m., I, along with countless others in the D.C. Metro area, loaded my car and headed out. Although, unlike the majority of the population beginning their tedious commute to work, I was off to Ski Liberty and the WHFSkimo “Snow Job.” My Friday would be spent snowboarding in a t-shirt under glorious sunshine while listening to the upbeat and energetic sounds of Good Charlotte (a local favorite), The Suicide Machines, Lit and Long Beach Dub All-stars.

The second annual “Snowjob” sold out this year. Clearly those who attended the first one made the trip back this year, bringing along many of their friends who had to hear of the great time they missed out on last year.

The temperatures may have ranged in the high 60s to 70 degrees, but plenty of snow was around for those who wanted it. Many at Ski Liberty came dressed in sneakers and jeans, solely to enjoy the bands and the sunshine. The majority, however, came prepared to ski or snowboard and enjoy the festivities as well.

A large and constant crowd remained at the base of the ski area providing an outdoor festival feel throughout the day. But one didn’t have to look far to see that this was a concert unlike most others. Snow was underfoot and ski lifts scurried riders and skiers alike up the mountain just a short walk away. The music was audible all over the mountain, allowing for skiers and snowboarders to enjoy the music while cruising their favorite trails or busting big airs in Liberty’s terrain park.

Those at Ski Liberty already knew two things. Skiing and snowboarding are fun. Concerts are fun. Now we all know that the two put together make for a great day any time, but even more so considering most people were at work.

By 5 p.m., when the concert had wined down, I carried my snowboard and boots back to my car. Eight hours had passed since I had arrived, but unlike my average workday, I along with a few thousand others, left with slight tan, tired legs and a smile that would keep me going through the weekend.