During yesterday’s walk I realized that there is enough snow in Stockholm for me to actually do a bit of skiing. I dug out my skis from the basement (and spent half an hour looking for my ski boots, because I was so sure they were in a black box but it was, in fact, brown) and drove to Järvafältet to wake up my skiing muscles.

Last year I had covid just before my ski tour, and it really affected my performance. This time I’ve been hesitating whether I should go at all, because I was even sicker this year. But I’ve had more time to recover, and yesterday’s hike proved that I’m back in decent shape, so I won’t have to cancel last minute. Which would have been a real pity, because I’ve been looking forward to this trip since November. Or since last year’s trip, more like.

Prepared tracks on perfectly flat ground are not very interesting or inspiring. But the snow was good, and the views were pretty nice. And it felt good to have a training day to re-discover my skiing technique before having to do it for real. Since I usually only get one chance a year, it takes a little while each time.