The most impressive person I've met so far is not the world record holder, Simone Origone (251.4 km/h / 156 mph), not the random Scandinavian I've heard about who managed to put ina pretty reasonable performance in a brothel a couple of years ago (even though he so drunk he apparently couldn't speak), but a Norweigen chap who as far as I can tell is the only member of the Norweigen team. He is also 66 years old, and a member of the 200 kph club. And a jolly nice bloke. I asked him tonight when he thought he might retire. "Every year I think about it" he said "but not so far".
The only other thing to add is how much of a mind game this is. I got so close today to getting my first run done but not quite. That's been playing on my mind a little, especially during another 2 hours preparing and waxing my skis this afternoon. Part of me says just to go for a looser tuck, but slightly less aerodynamic and slightly safer for my first run. But I could be penalised for that and I'm only going to get a maximum of 6 more runs in this week. At 15 seconds each. So essentially I've travelled almost 1000km each way for 90 seconds of skiing. And if I bottle it, I'll beat myself up about it for ever.
So on reflection, I think there's only one way to play this..."balls out" from the start. And just hope I'm up to it...
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