720 metres on ice
Teasing me for living in the Arctic, Ally told me that the sun was shining down in Stockholm and that she was going for a run in the brilliant spring weather. Once the clouds disappeared up here in UmeƄ as well, I decided to put on the Hives and give it a try. I mean, how bad could it possibly be? Returning home completely soaked four minutes and one near-death experience later I know the answer, bad. So, I guess it is back to the treadmill for the coming month or so...
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