The day out at Fjällnora was great. The variations of competition and cheers gaved me alot of laughs. I’m still woundering how many people lost their voice by screaming: Hallelujha! Amen Sister. The team and fighting spirit was high. Everyone was there to win, well okey, maybe not everyone, but I really wanted to win.
I competed in a race where you should be fast, flexible and real desire to win. That was all the information we gor. So I thought; why not? How bad can it be? I will never forget the game leader’s face when he realized that I was the one to represent my team: Trinity.

Apparently I was the first girl to enter this competition. It was a challenge that ended with flour all over my face and clothes, cold barefooted feets and week legs.
The day and competition left it’s marks: aches, bruises and wounderful memories. But the memories are the only thing I will keep.

Sofie Stillberg