Tag Archives: fun

New ski imitations from Sindre Wiig Nordby

12 Jan

Rollerski diaries: how to shine in conversation

29 Aug

I was talking to someone about rollerskiing (bad start), who wanted to know if I was good. Thinking back to my race results in Askim, I replied without hesitation that I wasn’t bad for a girl. That provoked an immediate, annoyed reaction. Odd, I thought, since the underlying issue was a purely physiological one of lean muscle mass.

But alas, the perfect reply came to me too late: I’m a hell of a 17 year old boy.

New rollerski diaries: pipi de chat

20 Aug

A cross-country skier named Levi Hensel wrote a series of chronicles called the roller ski diaries. Much of what I do here is mere cheap imitation, which is the low-cost best form of a compliment.

Like Hensel, I too try to bridge the gap between the sane masses of population and the few raving lunatics on asphalt with little wheels and poles.

Though in the end, the rest of the world probably wants to keep its distance. So, maybe this is all about me. Just a sad attempt to grapple my way back into decent society by explaining the ins and outs of what I do in hopes the Interwebs will be convinced that rollerskiing is actually a perfectly normal and reasonable choice for a slightly eager skier like me.

Yes, yes, we lie the worst when we lie to ourselves.

Things like what happened to me last week don’t happen to normal people. There I was coming back in from a particularly successful rollerski outing. I had just smoked my all-time speed record in Maridalen. In one go I’d broken both the 3 minute km average mark and held my overall speed over 20 km/h. I know that arithmetically that’s saying the same thing twice, but since I’m now an ex-nerd please let me hold onto my shiny un-intellectual baubles.

Beaming broadly as I walked into my ski-hovel, a strange false note tickled my nose. Cat pee. Unmistakably pipi de chat. Not owning a feline that seemed just as improbable as my fairly well-developed sense of smell said it was true.

I hunted around in vain for the four-footed interloper before it dawned my to take a whiff of myself. Yes, I was ‘smelly cat‘. And after a quick google, I determined it is indeed a matter of what they’re feeding me. There’s been cheap cheese at my local Rimi supermarket and I’ve been stocking up since protein is good for building up muscle mass. But the problem is that if your body only has proteins to burn instead of carbs, you’ll sweat out cat-pee smelling ammonia compounds. Yum.

Ski Roller in das Autobahn – Ja wohl!!!!

8 Aug

Oh what a proud Norway moment!

Thomas Northug, little brother to Petter, put the Thug in Northug this weekend. He was caught rollerskiing on the Autobahn by German police.

His dodgy excuse was that the car had ran out of gas, and since he was the youngest, his big brother and another team-mate sent him out for a fill-up. The whole story in Norwegian here.

Lemmings in your klister

27 Apr

Interesting spring skiing hazards in Norway. During my last trips this year I rapidly lost all grip because of massive amounts of dog hair caught in the ultra-sticky klister under my skis. However, on the up side, that made klister removal a snap.

But this is even worse. Getting a pissed off lemming stuck there.

Take a pile of snow, protect it

14 Apr

Take a pile of snow, protect it, then groom it out…and you have cross country skiing deep into spring. Footage from South-east Michigan. Can someone please do this in Oslo?

Ski troll

1 Apr