This doesn't look like early season snow or conditions. It was perfect. Sometimes I can ski, for real, something about whipping around turns at 30km/h on narrow little edgeless planks with free heels is liberating. I enjoy the nordic effort and always want more this time of year. After this weekend they'll be tours galore, skis to work before the sun comes up and all of the other silly things winter brings for a so-called athlete. Posts from the road, I hope, hotel computers and borrowed time. not the worst way to travel. Bikes, pod, toothbrush and some warm clothes, what more could I want...
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