The race that nearly killed me a couple of years ago was called the Lidingöloppet and somehow I find myself 9 days away from it again and once again out of shape.
Barbara suggested that I should go to the forest near her house and run something called the Ursvik Extreme. Problem was that I couldn’t find the woods for the trees. By the time I found the trail, I was already knackered.
Wish I hadn’t found the trail, as it lived up to it’s name and I had to walk big parts of it and never actually got around the whole thing. This was no “once around the lake before tea-time”.
Was good to practice on that kind of terrain, but now even a couple of days later I am completely knackered.
Once again, I request the ‘lesser spotted’ post Lidingöloppet race photo!
Aye Graeme,
Get your request in now. Just incase he goes off on holiday again this weekend and forgets about it!