Østmarka with Lisa.
I made plans with Lisa to do a long ski today before our house was inflected with the plague so the plan was a bit optimistic - 30km exploring Østmarka, where I'd never skied before. Most winters there's not enough snow on the east side of the city to make the trip down there worth it but this year you can ski basically everywhere (they've even groomed in many city parks).
I was a disaster this morning thanks to a pretty awesome night. Woken up at 1am to the sound of Melissa puking, then I was up from 1:30 to 5am with Lukas, who just wanted to hang out and play. After a week of really good sleeping for him we thought he was done with middle of the night play time but I guess not. Then I had all kinds of weird public transportation brain farts and missed the train and a bus and was late meeting Lisa, who had gone ahead to Skullerud without me.
Once at Skullerud things were looking up -- great snow, sun peaking out, good company. Then we got going up into the hills and I was dying. Thankfully Lisa is a patient ski companion and didn't mind that I was gasping on every incline. We made our way, along with several hundred of our new best friends, towards Sandbakken and then up by Sør Elvåga. We weren't planning to head out over the water but as we skied by we got a glimpse of something super magical and turned around to check it out.
We took a short trip along the water, getting a few minutes of direct sun, and then cut across back to Skullerud. I was super tired for the last km or two, glad we didn't go any longer.
This was a super nice outing, despite the hordes and hordes of people. I am looking forward to being able to get out and go for a longer ski without feeling like an untrained couch potato.