
Welcome back to the land of the living and the biking! After a few days of duking it out with viruses (which, let’s face it, were probably more scared of me than I was of them), I’m back and ready to roll. Or should I say, ready to pedal? That’s right, I’m back on my bike, taking it easy like a Sunday morning. Or, in my case, a partly-easy Tuesday morning, tail-wind assisted commute.
Now, hold on to your hats, because I’m about to drop some big news. I’m participating in the La Diagonela race tomorrow! And yeah, not the Pachifica (which even I could double pole with hardly any specific training 😉), the epic main race. It’s been so long since I’ve raced that I almost forgot which foot goes in front of the other. But hey, I’m looking forward to the challenge and the stunning views. I mean, if I’m going to be gasping for breath, it might as well be against a gorgeous backdrop, right?
This year, I’m conducting a highly scientific experiment: The Great Ski Glide-Off! Last year, I started the race with a brand new pair of skis, which, in hindsight, was like bringing a knife to a gunfight. This year, I tested my skis in advance. That’s right, I learned my lesson: never trust anything shinier than my own teeth.
Ah, the mysterious world of ski wax! You know, there’s more superstition floating around in the ski wax world than black cats at a Halloween party. It’s like a witches‘ brew of pseudo-knowledge, marketing hocus pocus, and just a dash of „wait, what?“ I mean, with all these tales and legends, who needs ghost stories?
And now, there’s this big kerfuffle about the Fluor-ban. It’s like everyone took their old knowledge, tossed it into a snowstorm, and now we’re just trying to catch the flakes! The ski wax aisle feels more like a wizard’s pantry with all these new, mysterious concoctions.
But fear not, my fellow snow sliders and academic enthusiasts! I’m gearing up to dive deep into the frosty world of wax testing. We’re going full-on science mode here – think lab coats, goggles, and maybe a dramatic soundtrack. Stay tuned for an expedition into the slippery and slidey science of ski wax. Who knows? We might just crack the code and find the holy grail of glides, minus any hocus pocus… 😂

Anyway: Wish me luck for tomorrow! I’ll need all the good vibes I can get. And if you see a blur whizzing past you tomorrow, that’s probably me. Or a very fast squirrel. Either way, it’s going to be epic! 🤞🤞 (I’d cross my toes too, but I need them for balance.) 🤞🤞🤞
Catch you on the flip side of the finish line!

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