Wednesday, 24 July 2013

Stairway to (lactic) hell

Linderudkollen ski jump
Yesterday I had planned a 200m session, but Mr RG did lead me into temptation. I joined him in the hunt for lactic acid. It became my hardest session in a while. Mr Pain would have been proud if he saw where I ran, and didn't see how slow I was. Because no one would blame me for being lightning fast up the stairs at the ski jump. It was hard.

Making tits.

We ran up and down six times, three times one each side. Each interval was from the very bottom of the landing slope to the very top of the biggest ski jump. The effect today was very sore calf muscles, which made it hard walking down stairs and up steep hills.

The session, summarised.

Warming up and cooling down on the iron horses. A 17 km return trip.

Mr RG ran fast, and did set a PB with 2:51.

The final part of the run, the ski jump itself. And yes, there is a babe waiting at the top. There always is.

A view from the top. After six intervals my legs felt like jelly and were shaking badly.

What else?

Monica Vitti in "Il deserto rosso".

A free agent
My NZ cousin taught me a new phrase, "a free agent". That is me. I'm a free agent. I like it.

Canadian pancakes
I've gotten a receipt on canadian pancakes with maple syrup. Still haven't tried them, but one day...

4 dl white flour
3 ts sugar
1 ts baking powder
1/2 ts salt
4 dl melk (be aware, not skinny milk)
3 big eggs, separate egg whites from the yolk
The seeds from 1/2 vanilla bean (vaniljestang, in Norwegian)
Maple syrup
Raspberries, strawberries, blueberries

Add the milk in a bowl. Then mix flour, sugar, baking powder and salt, and add that to the bowl, using a sieve. Add yolks and vanilla. Whip egg whites till they go stiff, and carefully add it to the mixed ingredients.

Melt the butter in the frying pan, and start making the pancakes. Add maple sirup to the small and fat canadian pancakes.

adizero tempo - crap build quality
For Christmas I bought the adizero tempo 5. Good shoes, which I've used quite a bit, as I like them. However, the shoes don't last at all. They are of really poor build quality. It's a shame making a product that fragile, almost like the s-lab sense. Shame on you, Adidas.

The skater
I've tried skateboarding for the first time. Darn, it was difficult, and painful to fall, but fun as well.

The Wise Man's Fear
I finished The Name of the Wind, and have read most of The Wise Man's Fear. Very exciting reads, and I have several nights had problems going to bed, due to reading. But at the moment I think the current book has lost some of the magic. After Kvothe met Faelurian, around 65% into the book, I got slightly bored. I hope thee book once again will get more exciting though.

Aspirin + coffee
While at the track, the other day, one coach (no, it was not Mr Pain) were telling his "students" that aspirin mixed in coffee was a nice drink to take, before competitions.

The final frisbee result from Chamonix 2013 became:
Mr RG: 30 - Mr LG: 33 - Mr Me: 40
I won last year as well, but haven't got the results from back then.

Rhubra smoothie
Yesterday I made my first rhubra smoothie. It was tasty, but made me fart all night long.

Michelangelo Antonioni
Michelangelo Antonioni has made a lot of movies. And despite of me not normally liking too arty or special movies I end up liking his movies. I recently watched "Il deserto rosso" (info on imdb), and loved it. They are not the easiest movies to watch, but Antonioni's movies touches me in a special way. From earlier I've seen L'Eclisse (1962)Blowup (1966)Professione: reporter (1975).

Following dreams
I have many dreams, and I have to remember to follow them. Yesterday I found the words below. Good for inspiration.

If I had my life to live over, I’d try to make more mistakes next time. I would relax, I would limber up, I’d be sillier than I have been on this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would be less hygienic. I would take more chances. I would take more trips. I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers, and watch more sunsets. I would burn more gasoline. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I’m one of those people who lives sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I’ve had my moments and if I had my life to live over, I’d have more of them. In fact, I’d have nothing else. Just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years ahead each day. I’ve been one of those people who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a rain coat and a parachute. If I had my life to live over, I’d go places and do things and travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over I would start barefoot earlier in the spring & stay that way later in the fall. I would play hooky more. I wouldn’t make such good grades, except by accident. I’d ride more merry-go-rounds. I’d pick more daisies.

-Nadine Starr

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