1046 Moves, Uppsala, Sweden
I love running, especially in the dense forests of Sweden, though I'm not running that much right now due to knee-issues. The silver lining of my injury is to discover other ways to stay in touch with my body and nature such as hiking, swimming and other exciting stuff (but it is not, sadly, as exciting as running!). And oh, I've started doing all that small stuff too. Turns out stretching, strengthening and technique is important, who'da thunk it?
Last 30 days
Ursvik Ultra 2017
Trail running 6:58'17.1, 75.78 km
Ursvik Ultra 2017!
Running 2:59'05.4, 42.73 km
Wintermarathon 09-11-2013, My first Marathon
Running 3:06'41 Average heart rate 168 bpm, 42.29 km
"Wintermarathon" 09-11-2013, Stockholm, Sweden. My very first marathon took me 3:06:41 to complete (I was quite tired when I crossed the finish-line, so I forgot to switch off my watch). Race Report: I was, surprisingly, not very nervous at the start, I just wanted to start running. An unintended benefit of the taper, perhaps? I head a gunshot, and the group of people around me started moving in unison. The people around me made me nervous - my aim was running under 3:15 which would make me one of the faster in the field - but a lot of people zipped past me. Thankfully, I managed to keep my calm and pace. During the second lap I had found my pace, and settled to running behind another runner whom I did not know. We spent about 2:30minutes of the race together and it felt as though we formed a strange connection during that time. Another benefit was that I ran slightly faster than intended, but it felt easy. The race was a breeze, actually, until the last 7 kilometers for which I was not entirely prepared. With 14km left I started feeling a burning sensation in my thighs, and during the last 30 minutes of the race I can't remember feeling my legs at all. What I do remember was cursing every stupid hill and turn. My pace dropped as well, but by less than I thought it did. Crosssing the finish someone gave me a medal and a book. This I don't remember too clearly - I was tired. What I do remember is putting my arm around a friend who waited for me at the finish and was kind enough to escort me to the closest porta-potty. Overall, It was a wonderful experience that I would like to do again!
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