Friday, January 19, 2007

Cross-country romance

It was an unusually warm winter. The lakes froze but then melted again. Her dog's coat began to shed as if it were spring. So she went running every day around Lake Harriet, instead of going to the gym.

She saw him by the bandshell. He had kind eyes, he was wearing tights. She busted him looking at her as she stretched on one of the benches. "Are you in a club?" he asked. At first she didn't understand. "A running club," he said with a quizzical smile. She giggled, and shook her head. "Me neither. I love to cross country ski, but this winter's been terrible. The name is Sean. Nice to meet you."

And then he was gone, and the snow came.

Would she ever see him again? Surfing around the web, she learned that the website for local cross country skiers was Bruce Adelsman's In fact, Minneapolis-St. Paul being the Medina of XC skiing (Oslo, Norway is Mecca), may be the world's most thorough and authoritative website for all things XC.

But she was in it for the local trail reports, snow conditions, race results--and the photos. And there he was, in his scarlet one-piece racing suit, the one that showed off all his curves, his perfect proportions, his kind eyes. She made a note to herself: plan to hand out bananas at the City of Lakes Loppet in February.

Bruce Adelsman's,
City of Lakes Loppet, City of Lakes Loppet

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