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Whereas my
previous race was fast despite a gradual climb, this one was brutal with streams
to cross, rocks to climb and moors to wade through. Fortunately, I was
accompanied by runner number 198 who made full use of all four paws. Knowing
that I would get soaked, I decided to take my old worn-out Asics shoes that
I can now throw away with good conscience. However, with Stockholm Marathon
only two weeks away, not having appropriate trail shoes meant that I had to
take it really slow downhill in order not to get hurt. Despite doing so, I did
fall once, but luckily nothing serious. So, in the end, all fine and I got to
see the last snow melting away in the forest.
Labels: high north, running
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