Saturday, November 6, 2010

Overcoming Fears and Finally Writing the VO2 Max Post

To this day I have spent over 2 1/2 months in Norway, and at least 1 1/2 of those months have involved daily self acknowledgements that I need a hair cut. However, anyone who has ever seen a Norwegian teenager can understand my reluctance to allow my hair to be mutilated by Norwegian scissors. It turned out many of my fears were, individually, well grounded, but in the end I have obtained essentially the same haircut I would have gotten at Ted's in Manchester for only about 4 times the price. As my first "gourmet" haircut I feel obliged to recount the tale.
It started on Thursday when I asked around about where to get a haircut and got only one concrete recommendation called Capilli (I saw the rest coming after hearing that name once). I went in on Friday to get a reservation and got the earliest I could on Saturday (9 a.m. but it's Norway opening earlier than that is actually against the law, or at least frowned upon). The salon (I feel bad just writing that word in reference to somewhere I have visited) was painted all white and the walls were stocked with tons of token hair products, just because they can. Once the doors were opened I was led to the back where my hair was wetted, shampooed, and finally conditioned. After giving the hair stylist (definitely not a barber) my basic parameters (just cut my damn hair) she set to work. After taking off some serious amounts with regular cutting technique (scissors and fingers holding the hair parallel) she switched to a much more radical cutting technique. By aiming the scissors at an 80 degree angle towards her hand in order to cut individual hairs at an angle (that is my best guess). In addition to being a clear safety risk for the cutter this technique adds no clear advantage to the quality of the haircut (so win, win I guess). When the stylist was done cutting I barely had time to look myself over in the mirror before she came back with yellow goop on her hands to be transfered to my hair. I didn't say no, because what the hell I'm in Norway, and got a two product gel. Luckily I had a workout soon and a good excuse to shower everything out. Now I'm feeling much better due to finally cutting my hair but no better than I could have had I gone to Ted's.
Now onto the VO2 max test. After saying twice that I would write it followed by multiple weeks of not writing about it. However I have finally written the post but have decided to delay posting it for a day because it would make for one massive post that would just not get read.

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