Phew, back home.  Busy weekend, indeed. My dad picked me up after work on friday, and we drove down to Skeikampen, about 4,5hours south of Trondheim. So yesterday, I competed in a mountainbike race for the first time in almost 10 years. I´ve worked damn hard for this the last few weeks, training everyday and lost about 6-7kgs the last months, and sacrifised a lot of other things. Sooo good to see that it was worth it. The race was a 70km marathon, one of the most technical and hardest races in Norway, and I finished in a 13th place, with the time 3.34. I can´t remember the last time I was as tired as I was yesterday. Drove home after the race, and more or less flatted out in sleep.

Today, I´ve just been chilling by a local beach with my super-panda-friend in the sun, trying to do some damage-control on the bike-tan lines, and eating icecream, tonight we´re going to the cinema.

So, to the picture:

During the 6day race I followed, one of the stages ended at Tynset. Julie, whom I went to school with, and a girl I love to photograph, lives here, so I gave her a call. She met me a few hours later, and we just hung out, discussing everything and nothing, and I got to take her picture again. Love it.

So there´s Julie for you.