Monday, October 29, 2012

Sweat, sweat and tears




 Once upon a time, ISFiT decided to do some good and raise travel money for their participants. After putting together a successful charity concert, they decided to arrange a fitness class where the money again went to the Travel Support Fund. Everyone agreed that it was a great idea—including me. That is, until I was told that I had to attend the class myself.



Around 20 of ISFiT’s fittest volunteers showed up Wednesday evening, ready for a class created specifically for the occasion by Jakob and Silje, who are gym instructors and possibly two of the most energetic people south of the Arctic Circle. We were off to a great start, if you choose to ignore the fact that some people struggled to separate left from right.



For those of you who’ve never set a foot inside a gym, I am now able to inform you that the weird-looking boomerang is, in fact, something called a corebar, which supposedly helps with…stuff. A corebar class demands muscular strength in your arms, good coordination and willpower, which happens to be three qualities I do not possess. But everyone else did really well.



And no, it’s just not possible to take photos of people exercising with a corebar without them ending up looking a little weird. But that’s what you get for allowing a person with a camera to roam free inside a gym.



Half an hour into the class, I was convinced of two things: the instructors had to be in possession of some secret superpowers, and ISFiT has to be the fittest student organization in the whole wide world. At one point, I observed several people doing one-legged squats, which I had previously believed to be nothing more than film tricks. I haven’t felt so physically inferior since I spent five hours watching gymnastics during the London Olympics this summer.



But in all seriousness, there are worse ways to spend your Wednesday, and how often do you get the chance to get a little fitter while doing something for a good cause? Not often enough.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

A Day at the Movies


FADE IN:

EXT. CAMPUS GLØSHAUGEN, SATURDAY MORNING.

A crisp, clear autumn day in Trondheim: A shivering group of STUDENTS dressed in winter clothing are fiddling with sophisticated camera equipment.














They are part of ISFiT’s FILM GROUP, and today is a big day for them—they’re shooting a brand new PROMO FILM. For that to happen, however, they need EXTRAS, and while we wait for them to show up, the BLOGGER and a few others are sent to the office to make some POSTERS.



If there should be any doubt as to whether the guys in the film group are well prepared, the following evidence is presented:



The posters came out really nice, by the way.




After about an hour, a small army of volunteers from the WORKSHOP GROUP arrive on the scene. They’re here to play the parts of ANGRY MOB and ANNOYING JOURNALISTS. They receive instructions from the CREW, and the shooting starts.

ANGRY MOB
(shouting)
We want peace! No more war!



Suddenly, two ARMY HUNKS appear out of nowhere. They line up on the stairs outside the main building, looking very… army-like.   



A huge LIMOUSINE comes rolling around the corner. A MAN steps out of it and is immediately surrounded by grim-looking SECURITY GUARDS.



SINDRE (director)
Cut!












The entire production seems so professional that everyone involved appears to have forgotten for a moment that they are not at a real set. That is, until the extras start freezing and remember that there is no heated room available with a comfy couch to relax on. They settle for the next best thing.






The atmosphere is exceptionally good inside the DISCO LIMOUSINE. The extras are enjoying looking through the windows at the poor souls still having to work outside in the cold.



Unfortunately it all comes to an end the moment a CAMERA OPERATOR pops his head inside to announce that they have to start shooting the next scene.

EXTRAS
Sob.



After four cold hours, the movie group is satisfied with the day’s efforts. And if you’re wondering what on earth an angry mob, journalists, army hunks, security guards, and a beast of a limousine have to do with each other, you'll have no choice but to pay close attention to isfit.org in the coming weeks.

THE END.


Sunday, October 14, 2012

Read, read, read!


Have you heard the story of the student who was super excited about travelling to Russia to attend ISFiT?


The Participant Group has, and last weekend they sacrificed blood, sweat and tears (or, you know, plenty of hours, for the less dramatically inclined) to start the monumental task of reading through every single application received for ISFiT 2013. Although we cannot reveal the exact number, we are dealing with something between the amount of rainy days in Trondheim (which is a lot) and the number of supporters attending an average football match (which is even more.) Or thereabouts (Fine, it’s several thousand. But that’s all we can say).

We asked this wonderful group of people about their expectations for the coming weekend, but as the saying goes, a picture says more than a thousand words, so we told them to reply using body language.

«How excited are you to start the reading?»




«And how do you think you’ll feel on Sunday evening?»




True to the spirit of ISFiT, they then proceeded to play a few games before getting to work.




Installed under the refreshing fluorescent lights of the computer room, they sat down in front of the screens, ready to begin. The mood was uplifting.




If you are imagining a peaceful, tranquil reading session; think again. Most people were not able to sit still at their desks for long before they started wandering around the room. Good applications and fascinating stories had to be shared with others, and groups of three or four gathered around a single screen to discuss an application in detail. Being solely responsible for the fate of an applicant can be daunting, and what’s better than a second (or even a third) opinion? Yay teamwork! Of course, it wasn’t just the many quality applications that gained attention. Some things did appear within applications that were simply too funny, weird or plain absurd to be ignored. Gems include selected quotes from Whitney Houston, a paragraph about frogs (?) and someone comparing the national economy to diarrhea.

And food. So much talk about food. So much, in fact, that we became hungry just reading it.




After more than an hour of reading, they’d still only read about one percent of the applications, so things weren’t looking good for the ones that had hoped to get home before  day turned to night. Luckily for these guys, some applications were much easier to discard than others, if not they’d probably still be there. Some ended up in the no-pile simply because of poor English skills. And while some had poured their heart and soul into a well-written essay, others got straight to the point — like the applicant who simply said he just wanted a free trip to Trondheim. While we appreciate the honesty, that’s never going to happen.



When we left Friday evening, a lot of work still remained before the invitations go out on the 1st of November. Rumor has it that they didn’t stop reading until Tuesday, and apparently the mood was a lot more cheerful than anticipated. Two thumbs up for these guys!