Water slides

As an adult, it’s all too easy to get stuck in one’s comfort zone. Three weeks ago, our family was in Mölndal at the new Åby swimming hall, which has some pretty wild water slides. The kids, of course, challenged me to join them on a raft but I was too much of a chicken to immediately accept, even though I knew deep down that I should have. After all, sharing these kinds of moments is one of the best parts of being a parent.

Returning today, I got some mental coaching from my dear wife, and soon enough, I found myself going down those 130 meters - to the delight of Eddie and William. As is often the case, my doubts seemed pretty silly in hindsight. Still, it was a good reminder of the importance of remaining open to new challenges.

As for that, Kullamannen is happening this weekend, with several friends from Strava running. Having sold my own registration for the 100k race, I am still tempted to one day give the full 100-mile version a shot, but I will not commit to any longer races until I have finished the Bandolerita in March.