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Fjällräven Polar 2017 – day 3: Physically and mentally overwhelmed
When I was standing on a dog sled for the very first time in northern Norway, I was completely overwhelmed by the experience and I said to myself: “This is happiness. This is it. I want to do this for the rest of my life”. And then this happened, I was about to start the journey of a lifetime. A journey of pure happiness. On day three we would finally get on the sled and go into the wild. Was I ready? Hell no. Did I think I could do it? Nope. But I did. Fjällräven Polar 2017 was going to start today. And I was there. Packing like a pro…
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Fjällräven Polar 2017 – day 1: Silence is silver, speech is golden
In October 2016 I learned about the Fjällräven Polar Contest. A contest, organized by the well known outdoor brand, that allowed ordinary people from all over the world to go on an adventure of a lifetime. A 300 kilometer dog sled adventure through the Arctic wilderness with over 200 Alaskan huskies and 25 fellow adventurers from all over the world. When I found out about this contest, I knew one thing for sure: I have to win this. This is for me. And two months later, after 4 weeks of competing my ass off, ignoring people that told me to quit and against all odds, I won. I won Fjällräven Polar 2017. I…
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No Guts No Glory!
In my previous blog I wrote about the Fjällräven Polar competition and why I work so hysterically hard to win this. If you haven’t read my story yet, please do so to catch up on what and why: https://lostinnorvana.com/2016/11/21/please-help-me-get-to-the-arctic-with-fjallraven-polar/?lang=en With only 7 days left before voting ends, I decided to go a step further. From the moment I entered this contest, I’ve been hearing it in the back of my head. A motto that I’ve been carrying around with me for a while now: “No guts, no glory.” Because yeah, it IS scary to chase your dreams like a total moron. But everything worth having, is worth fighting for, right? And…
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Please help me get to the Arctic wilderness with Fjällräven Polar 2017!
Last January I left the northern part of Scandinavia with a very bad heart ache. After living in a fairytale for a week and experiencing the most amazing and touching adventures, we headed home. Back from minus 40 degrees to minus two degrees. The following weeks were pretty hard on me. Looking at the pictures we took during the week was physically hurtful and I tried to distract myself with lots of activities. I always knew that my heart belonged to Norway, but staring at the Northern Lights with snow up to my knees was the moment I realized: I was born in the wrong country. But the feeling of constantly…
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