It gets messy...

It gets harder, the close I'm getting to go back to christmas. How will it be? Will I have time for everything I wish to do? Will my old friends be there as they used to? Will I be the same person?

The time appears to go really slow

I'm now, 4 weeks away to my plane trip and it's one of the things I mostly think about. I try to be strong, I try to live my new life and leave these sad thoughts behind. Each night it gets harder to sleep.

But in the mornings I wake up and I face the day as I have to. I study hard and harder to be one of the best, I work out really hard thinking that it can get me to a better life. Although it gets hard to swim, cycle and run in my own thoughts and with only my brother to share it, the conversations start to make no sense.

Anyway I've been facing the cold and leaving home at 19pm, with -2°C to run, alone in the darkness of an unknown world.

Yesterday I spent 3 hours, studying swedish, so I can maybe get into this country's culture and say that I know it and I like it!

I've missed my family a lot, more than ever... They have been great, I speak to my grandparents and cousins every day, and I can surely tell you that it's always the best moment of my life.

I hope it's not too boring to you, once I'm sharing my feelings with  you about this big experience.

Weekend in Falun

Hi everyone, I've been absent for some time, but I'm hoping to be back now.

I will start writing here every week so you can take part in my experience.

This weekend I've been in Falun, a beautiful city in the middle of Sweden. It was an amazing time and I'm back with great news.

My first goal, going there was to see a high school for triathletes. I liked it and the conditions to practice are really good. They everything a triathlete needs to work out in the winter.

 This is the velodrome with scary curves

 The first time was just slowly trying the new bikes

Next day I had an indoor triathlon competition, with 400m in a swimming pool, 8km (42 laps) in a velodrome and 2km running.
I felt really good and I leaded from the swimming to the running. The swimming was easy and well done in 5.00 (about 1 minutes advantage to the other girls), the cycling was hard and fast, doing 8km in about 12 minutes and cycling in 45/50 km/h in a velodrome with deep curves that seemed walls. In the running I felt very good.

On Sunday I was running with poles in a hill called "the Killing hill", a new way of working out and the beginning of the training to ski.

The killing hill is just near a ski jump track

There was also time to visit the mines of Falun, one of the biggest in the Europe.

Now I'm back home, ready to rest for one more week.