Intervals

The team started on the second interval block today.

5x4 minutes double poling on Bulkley St:

Cooling down.

Shout owt from Canadia!

Hey! So before returning to the Village Beautiful, Katie made the long trek up to Toronto to whip Sarah into shape before fall training. A brief training summary:

Day 1 included a trip to BMO Stadium to work out our vocal chords, cheering for the Scotland Celtic--even as they lost tragically to Portuguese SL Benefica. Despite being surrounded by crazy Portuguese fans (we accidentally got tickets for the wrong section), we still managed to be inspired by professional (and...hot?) Euro soccer players, pumping us up for our intense expedition the next morning...





Day 2 started bright and early, with Sarah launching Katie straight out of bed with a strong cup of coffee and onto the latest ski training equipment: rollerblades! No high mountain passes or rugged vistas were needed to motivate us as we spent the entire day over-over-over-distance-exploring the wild frontiers of the big city of Toronto! Along bike paths, across intersections (which Katie may or may not have fallen in the middle of), dipping into crystal-clear Lake Ontario, being obstructed by a barge crossing beneath the bridge in front of us, sampling handmade chocolates, and meeting many friendly Canadians along the way, this training session truly expanded our engines.

Day 3 began with an easy distance hike along the railroad track, after which, we transitioned to the subway, which brought us into downtown Toronto for some Level 4 shopping. Sarah also went a little crazy on the vespa...



We recovered on Day 4 with some important refueling, rehydrating (at the farmer's market), and poolside resting.


All in all, this camp was a fantastic finale to the summer! We hope to introduce some of these ski-specific training techniques to the Williams nordies upon our return to campus tomorrow. See you soon! Love, Sarah and Katie :)

Mini Camp

On Monday, Mark drove from Lake Placid to my house for a visit and a little training. The next morning, Robby drove up from the Berkshires for a visit and a little training. As soon as Robby arrived, we went to our rooms and got dressed for an "endurance strength" session that Mark learned in his travels. Moments later, mark emerged from his room wearing leather overalls, a horned viking helmet, and wielding a battle axe. "You kids want to see how we do it in Norway?" he asked Robby and me. We said "yes" and what followed would leave us sore for two days and counting. The workout featured 14 exercises, done 1 minute on 15 seconds off, four times each. Bruuutal. Afterwards, we met up with Caleb, who had been working, at the Moat (the place we ate for UNH) for a nice meal.

The next morning, we took advantage of the incredible weather and did a sweet run/hike over Glen Boulder, Boott spur, and Mount Washington.

The obligatory "pushing over Glen boulder" photo.

Mark pulls a Norwegian trick on Robby.


Some westerners and a swiss person may laugh, but I don't care.

After the hike, we spent a few hours eating and watching the US Open. Once we had rested enough and picked up a few moves from Rafael Nadal we headed to the clay and whacked some balls.

Mark shows some intensity on the courts.

Working on the shin angle.

Mark rips a backhand down the line.


Nice snag!

Robby swings from the heels.


Eye on the ball.

Mark chases down a sneaky Cuthbert lob.

Mark retaliates.

Today we got out for a skate rollerski in Crawford notch. The weather was beautiful again and we spiced up the OD with a bunch of 30 second pickups, and we've got the video to prove it. Robby and Mark cruise by Mount Washington.

Robby skis north as our plan for senior year housing drives south.

We also paid a visit to Caleb's chickens and gave them some water.

After a nice ski, we headed to the river. Consecutive nights in the 30s turned the Saco into an ice bath, but it was still "refreshing."

Back at the house, there was work to be done... man's work. We nominated Mark to represent our gender, and he donned the protective chaps and helmet, and wielded the chainsaw (this actually happened).

Limbing like a champ.

After we took care of business in the woods, we switched gears. Big time. Story Land, where fantasy lives (tm), is a lovely amusement park in Glen and proud employer of Caleb. Caleb used his upper-management position to reserve tickets for us, so we strolled in for free. Mark had to get back to the Olympic Training Center, so he hit the road after we chilled with Caleb for a while. Robby, however, wasn't going anywhere until he added rollercoaster #147 to his tally.

Master of his domain.

The Polar Coaster, which Robby says is "probably
the biggest roller coaster I've been on."

Cinderella's castle looms.


There's really nothing creepy about two guys
hanging out at Story Land.

This man wants you to buy his suit:

Hello Eph Skiers,

Love the blog. Not sure if this is the right forum for my query, but here goes.

I have an unused medium Williams race suit from 2007-2008 season (last year - Vo2Max).

I got a medium and a large, not knowing which I would be, and I am a large.

If anyone could use a medium suit, I'd sell it to you cheap. I hate to have it sitting in my closet. Again, it's a medium and has never been used.

Please put this cow hide on a skier!

If you're interested, please email me at:

wgoodbody at alumni dot williams dot edu

Thanks a lot! Have a great ski season.

FYI, the purple cow has been sighted on remote roads in SE Oregon:

http://stoneandsteel.smugmug.com/gallery/5095449_MYhmx#307233543_okDH7-A-LB

Best,

Win Goodbody
Portland, OR
Williams '90

Robby's maniacal death grip on the minds of our readers ended today. The riddle has been solved: George was walking in the desert. A thunderstorm rolls up, and water begins to pool on the ground. George, being thirsty, scrambles to a pool of water, and is promptly struck by a fatal bolt of lightning. The energy from the bolt is sufficient to turn the sand into glass. Robby confirmed this.