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Saturday Feb 7, 2009 #
Note
There was a King Fredrik of Sweden,
Whose apppetite was always a-feedin'.
He persisted to tell Ma,
To serve him more semla,
Which she did till he died from his greedin'.
footstillsore
Whose apppetite was always a-feedin'.
He persisted to tell Ma,
To serve him more semla,
Which she did till he died from his greedin'.
footstillsore
Note
who needs to go to Sweden when there's this in Ireland?
Map sample from IOC2009
Map sample from IOC2009
Friday Feb 6, 2009 #
Note
footstillsore
considered trying to find a pool to go aquajogging, but decided that was a stupid idea.
considered going to find an exercise bike in a gym, but decided that was a stupid idea.
read a draft of an article written by a couple of friends, found a stupid idea (or at least a substantial mistake).
finished refereeing an article having had what I hope is not such a stuupid idea.
no training but a productive (or maybe destructive) day.
considered trying to find a pool to go aquajogging, but decided that was a stupid idea.
considered going to find an exercise bike in a gym, but decided that was a stupid idea.
read a draft of an article written by a couple of friends, found a stupid idea (or at least a substantial mistake).
finished refereeing an article having had what I hope is not such a stuupid idea.
no training but a productive (or maybe destructive) day.
Thursday Feb 5, 2009 #
Note
footstillsore
got an xray, nothing broken, so according to the doctor it's just an inflammation
got an xray, nothing broken, so according to the doctor it's just an inflammation
Tuesday Feb 3, 2009 #
Note
Foot sore. No NightO in KTH tonight.
Playing contact in the car on the way back on Sunday, Boris chose a word beginning with f.
I decided to test out the following theme tune:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_iFeH4-U4og&feature...
Nobody got it. Somebody had a deprived childhood.
Then I tried a big ship with canons attached and poor Boris' frigate went up in smoke :)
Playing contact in the car on the way back on Sunday, Boris chose a word beginning with f.
I decided to test out the following theme tune:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_iFeH4-U4og&feature...
Nobody got it. Somebody had a deprived childhood.
Then I tried a big ship with canons attached and poor Boris' frigate went up in smoke :)
Monday Feb 2, 2009 #
Note
tired
rt foot sore and occasionally twangy after the skiing.
Felt ok until I tried doing maths in the afternoon. Brain was shattered. Persisted, because stuff had to be done. It hurt. Need more sleep.
rt foot sore and occasionally twangy after the skiing.
Felt ok until I tried doing maths in the afternoon. Brain was shattered. Persisted, because stuff had to be done. It hurt. Need more sleep.
Sunday Feb 1, 2009 #
skiing 1:20 [3]
GREEN LOOP
First time skiing this. Pity I didn't get out on it earlier. At one point I came to a "big" downhill with a bump towards the bottom. It looked scary so I bent my knees, tucked and sped up. Went over the bump, where pros would be jumping, and was still on my skis when I passed it, thinking that it wasn't so bad. Then I saw a collection of ass-craters just ahead (apparently one caused by mushy_pea !) at which point my skis magically flew from under me and I added to the collection...
Here's me powering up a hill, gaining on Boris all the time:
After an all-you-can-eat tasty lunch we drove back to Uppsala. We stopped off on the way to see the real reason I came back to Grönklitt again this weekend:
Then continued driving back. The car was consistently cold. Must get the radiator checked. Defrosted in Boris' place. Dropped Alex off to the airport bus. Returned for some more scrabble. Then drove back to Stockholm... unloaded the car, dropped the car off in Mälarhöjden, waited twenty minutes for the metro to take me back to my bed, where I slept...
First time skiing this. Pity I didn't get out on it earlier. At one point I came to a "big" downhill with a bump towards the bottom. It looked scary so I bent my knees, tucked and sped up. Went over the bump, where pros would be jumping, and was still on my skis when I passed it, thinking that it wasn't so bad. Then I saw a collection of ass-craters just ahead (apparently one caused by mushy_pea !) at which point my skis magically flew from under me and I added to the collection...
Here's me powering up a hill, gaining on Boris all the time:
After an all-you-can-eat tasty lunch we drove back to Uppsala. We stopped off on the way to see the real reason I came back to Grönklitt again this weekend:
Then continued driving back. The car was consistently cold. Must get the radiator checked. Defrosted in Boris' place. Dropped Alex off to the airport bus. Returned for some more scrabble. Then drove back to Stockholm... unloaded the car, dropped the car off in Mälarhöjden, waited twenty minutes for the metro to take me back to my bed, where I slept...