Bränteverest

Among all of the different running challenges this summer, there is one very local here in Umeå called “Bränteverest” which I just had to sign up for. The idea is to run up the nearby skiing slope known as “Bräntberget” 124 times for a total climb of 8,848 meters, i.e. the official elevation of Mount Everest, before the summer is over.

Still feeling a bit sore after Tuesday’s 58k ultra, I took it easy this morning with just four repeats in my Hoka Torrents before heading home for some lovely Gringo coffee from Gothenburg. Today and tomorrow, the kids will have a mini-summer break before returning on Monday for “holiday club” (as the Brits would call it) until early July when the real summer holiday begins. As for the UK, Fredi recommended Siri Hustvedt’s new book “A Woman Looking at Men Looking at Women: Essays on Art, Sex and the Mind” which coincidentally opens with CP Snow and his The Two Cultures just like my own introduction lectures to political science. Later, on page 75, I found a few words that seemed very suitable for Rawls & Me:

"as if there is some precise measurement for the relation between a book and the world, as if the “world” can be fully known, and as if life as it is lived is not itself enmired in fictions"