on with it at last. I lay face down on the seat
and the starting bell clanged. I lifted my spikes
out of the ice and I was off. I’d hardly gone
a couple of metres when I could hear them
calling ‘Rake!’ I dragged the spikes along the
ice, but the bucket carried on picking up speed
along the Junction Straight. I was raking more
seriously by the time that I swept into Rise,
which is the first corner, and I was now starting
to get a proper feeling of speed. On the straights
the run is just over a metre wide (about four
feet) and you can see the low ice walls rushing
past you out of the corners of your eyes. Then,
when you hit a curve, you swoop round a
higher wall of ice before dropping back into the
half-pipe run again.
On the straights the run is just
over a metre wide (about four feet)
and you can see the low ice
walls rushing past you out of
the corners of your eyes.
The Cresta Run is unique in that it is a natural
ice run – the only run of its kind in the world.
It is seasonal, rebuilt each year using the earth
banks on the hillside and fresh snow, which is
then compacted and sprayed with water to turn
it to ice. The run starts in St Moritz and winds
through the ten turns down a valley to what
used to be the village of Cresta, now part of the
district of Celerina. The steepness of the slope
ranges from 1 in 8.7 to 1 in 2.8.
I felt like I was going fast, but I knew that I
probably wasn’t. What I really wanted to be
able to do was to steer the bucket properly, and
that, clearly, is something that you can do best
when you really are going fast. By the time I
was approaching the bottom half of the run
I had eased off the raking. You can take the
bottom of the course a lot faster, but steering
the bucket was still frustrating me. Either it
wouldn’t steer at all, or it was hyper-sensitive.
There are proper skills to be learned here. I was
happy to have made it all the way down, but
I suddenly found that I was breathing really
hard, like I had just stepped off Britain’s
Fastest Bike!
Why was I so out of puff when I came off the
run? It’s not as though I had actually sprinted
all the way down, after all. I had been lying on
the bucket. Some of that breathlessness will
have been due to the altitude. There is less
oxygen in the air up in the mountains, so you
puff harder when you’re doing any kind of
exercise. Most of it, though, was due to the fact
that I had been tensed up all the way down. I
had been holding every muscle tight as I tried
to pull the bob this way and that. Still doesn’t
sound like I should have been out of breath?
Then give this a go.
Providing that you are fit and able and aren’t
suffering from a bad back or anything like that
(don’t come crying to me if you do yourself a
mischief ), lie face down on the floor. Now tuck
your elbows in with your hands facing forwards
and raise your upper body. Next, keeping your
body perfectly straight, raise yourself up on
your toes as well so that your chest, stomach,
knees and legs are parallel to the ground. Don’t
stick your bum in the air. Then see how long
you can hold yourself there. It’s an exercise
called ‘the bridge’ and it’s used to help improve
your core strength, the muscles in your torso
and your legs. You have to keep everything
tense, and after a while it is knackering.
Another one to try – very simple: just stand on
one leg and raise the other one up and down.
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