The Death of a Student
Monday, 4. February 2008, 15:10:51
Well, I made it back alive, but barely. My shoulders and legs are still very stiff and sore from my four and a half hour ski on Saturday. I literally went up hill and down dale, as the saying goes.
The road out to Sirdal was blocked, so our small expedition had to take the long way, which ended up being an hour longer. When we finally got going around 11:30 (after trying to put on extra layers, wax skis, and get moving without looking like foreigners to the Norwegians around us), it was snowy and grey, and very cold. On the first kilometer or so, I felt as if I was going to cough up my lungs, since it was almost all uphill, and I pushed myself too hard. But after that, I relaxed a bit and it was easier, though once I realized my water was frozen, my morale sunk a bit. I managed to survive on snow and Craisins until my water thawed.
We continued on for quite a while until the track grew downright shoddy. We turned around and headed back, going a different route. As we traveled, the snow let up and the sun came out, and then the snow came back and then the sun came out again. The weather changed very quickly.
We did make it back to the car at about 2:50, and sat back for a few minutes, catching our breath and eating a bit. After we got the nerve up again, we headed out for another go at the trail, this time for a shorter time. Mr. Churchfield practiced going down the first slope while Mr. Paukert and I trudged along at our own pace, stopped at 3:30, and turned around. We met Mr. Churchfield on the way back, and once we made it to the car, we headed out.
The road was still closed, so we had to take the longer way yet again, adding hours to our travel time. When I was finally delivered in a shivering mass at my doorstep, it was 7:30, and I was very tired. But I had a fun time, and finally got some real snow. I may be going again next week now that I've refreshed my skiing skills.
In other news, I had a great relaxing day yesterday, and am ready for another school week. Sort of.
P.S. I'm thinking of switching to a Wordpress format on my father's website, rather like my venerable uncle's set-up. It just seems to have more options and I like the format. Just a warning that you may have to replace my wonderful blog address in your favorites.
P.P.S. Convert to Opera, friends! It is the browser of the future.
The road out to Sirdal was blocked, so our small expedition had to take the long way, which ended up being an hour longer. When we finally got going around 11:30 (after trying to put on extra layers, wax skis, and get moving without looking like foreigners to the Norwegians around us), it was snowy and grey, and very cold. On the first kilometer or so, I felt as if I was going to cough up my lungs, since it was almost all uphill, and I pushed myself too hard. But after that, I relaxed a bit and it was easier, though once I realized my water was frozen, my morale sunk a bit. I managed to survive on snow and Craisins until my water thawed.
We continued on for quite a while until the track grew downright shoddy. We turned around and headed back, going a different route. As we traveled, the snow let up and the sun came out, and then the snow came back and then the sun came out again. The weather changed very quickly.
We did make it back to the car at about 2:50, and sat back for a few minutes, catching our breath and eating a bit. After we got the nerve up again, we headed out for another go at the trail, this time for a shorter time. Mr. Churchfield practiced going down the first slope while Mr. Paukert and I trudged along at our own pace, stopped at 3:30, and turned around. We met Mr. Churchfield on the way back, and once we made it to the car, we headed out.
The road was still closed, so we had to take the longer way yet again, adding hours to our travel time. When I was finally delivered in a shivering mass at my doorstep, it was 7:30, and I was very tired. But I had a fun time, and finally got some real snow. I may be going again next week now that I've refreshed my skiing skills.
In other news, I had a great relaxing day yesterday, and am ready for another school week. Sort of.
P.S. I'm thinking of switching to a Wordpress format on my father's website, rather like my venerable uncle's set-up. It just seems to have more options and I like the format. Just a warning that you may have to replace my wonderful blog address in your favorites.
P.P.S. Convert to Opera, friends! It is the browser of the future.
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Next weakend will be differant, I will completely block the roads to Sirdal. Beware, all who read this, for I am the Death of Bloggers. BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
The Death of Bloggers
By anonymous user, # 6. February 2008, 18:12:45