Nissan

A year ago today, I ran all 80 kilometres of Gotaleden, following parts of Säveån and its valley, carpeted with wood anemones. Arriving early in Halmstad this morning, I sought a similar river encounter along Nissan with the spring that is now unmistakably here.

With thesis seminars starting at 10 am, I limited myself to 13 progressive kilometres. Stopping to reply to student e-mails and snap photos, the run became a kind of unstructured interval session. The legs felt surprisingly fresh after Pembrokeshire Ultra – perhaps thanks to the extra rest day yesterday.