Showing posts with label canmore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label canmore. Show all posts

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Dance Night at the Ho!


I had an awesome time working off the Brewski by jamming to a band from Calgary called the Black Coffee Cowboys. They came dressed in black suits and bolo ties, and rocked the house with their rockabilly style. They played their own songs but also some Johnny Horton and Johnny Cash. Imagine Folsom Prison Blues, but triple time instead of the classic railroad rhythm. Thanks for sharing Karen, Chad, Marc, it was great fun!

Friday, January 25, 2008

Canmore World Cup 15km skate


It was a beautiful day and the conditions were perfect. Some were saying the snow was slow, but compared to most other skate races this year, I found the glide suited my technique. I started #6, and was glad to hear that my relatives in Sweden were able to see me start. My skis felt like they were gliding really well right away. Unfortunately, I didn't feel as good as I had the day before. I couldn't ski explosively, and on the Olympic 5km you lose time the whole way if you are not pushing. My first split I was 3 seconds out of the lead and then 9 seconds. Nothing to worry about yet as I was skiing relaxed. As I lapped Koukal was just starting and Zimmerman (#7) went by me and followed Koukal (#32). I couldn't go this pace and it was becoming clear I was not moving nearly fast enough. Berger (#33) was the next one to go by and I couldn't hold his pace for more than a few strides. Eventually Robin (#8) caught me and helped me to push a bit. I was passed by Chernousov (#34) at some point but I forget where. On the 3rd lap, Devon (#35) passed Robin and I soon after the red group athletes on their first lap. Piller Cottrer (#60) and then Checchi (#61) went by early in the lap and Robin pulled away from me by a few seconds. On the whale tail, Perl (#36) went by looking strong. Then on the very last uphill Teichmann (#62) and Brian (#10) passed me and I followed them to the top. Then it was just a matter of pushing to the finish. Butler (#9) came in not long after. It was a bad day and on a good day I would have been reporting which guys I skied with rather which guys went flying by.