Recovery day

Despite sharing a hearty Argentinian steak and a bottle of Malbec with my childhood friend Johanna at “Stekhuset” last night, I felt surprisingly fresh this morning and ready for a recovery run along Kalmarsund. Once at Stensö udde, I had the place to myself and could jump into the water for a few hundred meters of swimming before returning to my parents’ house for coffee in the garden, with eight kilometres logged in total and another 70k week behind me.

Later, I took out the red tandem bike from the garage and rode with my mother down to Hossmo, where Google had promised an open farmhouse café. Sadly, it turned out to be closed. Not to be disheartened, we cycled back into town and out to Lotsutkiken instead, where we had a lovely lunch overlooking the castle and the whitecaps.