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A ski trip | |||||||||||||||||||||
The icy wind made my legs feel like two huge popsicles. My body was screaming, demanding me to let go, lie down and die. Yet, my brain refused to accept the inevitable. I couldn't remember how long I had been skiing, but knew that I was hopelessly out of civilization's comfortable sphere.
A few hundred meters forward and I was done. All I could do was to lie on my back and stare at the ghostly northern lights in the sky. This was the end, period. Then I heard Jane again. "You're such a wuss, Pete! Five kilometers of cross-country skiing and you look like you have run a marathon! Come on, get up. Tomorrow we'll do double the distance." I sighed. | |||||||||||||||||||||
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