… for the doctor’s final diagnose. She suspects the “the kissing disease” and I’m not allowed to run until we know all is fine (whatever that means…) However, I am allowed to go for walks and I get the opportunity to spend a lot of time with my 15 year old who loves to go out on long walks. We get that precious quality time where we can talk about all that happens in our lives, sharing thoughts and answering questions. Me trying to guide her right in the wilderness she is in the middle of as a teenager. I have found that we can talk about anything. All questions are allowed, no such thing as a silly question. These talks only exists on these walks so I cherish them and I kind of chase them. Time passes by so incredibly fast and I want to share as much of my thoughts as possible as long as she is willing to listen.

So maybe this was meant to be. It was time for me to take a short break from my busy life and give that precious time to someone who needed it. I like to think so. She is a young lady but with a very mature mindset of which I’m very proud. I like to think I’ve had some influence on it, though I understand much of it lies in her personality.

I’ll keep you posted on my recovery and training. I still hope I’ll be able to take part in the GUCR, even if I have to crawl

… for the doctor’s final diagnose. She suspects the “the kissing disease” and I’m not allowed to run until we know all is fine (whatever that means…) However, I am allowed to go for walks and I get the opportunity to spend a lot of time with my 15 year old who loves to go out on long walks. We get that precious quality time where we can talk about all that happens in our lives, sharing thoughts and answering questions. Me trying to guide her right in the wilderness she is in the middle of as a teenager. I have found that we can talk about anything. All questions are allowed, no such thing as a silly question. These talks only exists on these walks so I cherish them and I kind of chase them. Time passes by so incredibly fast and I want to share as much of my thoughts as possible as long as she is willing to listen.

So maybe this was meant to be. It was time for me to take a short break from my busy life and give that precious time to someone who needed it. I like to think so. She is a young lady but with a very mature mindset of which I’m very proud. I like to think I’ve had some influence on it, though I understand much of it lies in her personality.

I’ll keep you posted on my recovery and training. I still hope I’ll be able to take part in the GUCR, even if I have to crawl

…day after day after day is not much to tell the world about which is why I haven’t been reporting anything the last week or so. I had to see my 12h race pass by without me on the starting line. As it seems the same will happen this Saturday in the 6h race I was supposed to be attending. This is day 11 and I’m getting tired of it. I will be back reporting from my running as soon as I can start training again, and I hope you all keep your fingers crossed for me so I’ll be fit for fight in a month. At least I have lots of time for the mental preparation

…me hitting the wall yesterday after only 12km wasn’t due to anything else than me coming up with a bit of a fever. Made me a bit worried as I have three different races in the next 6 weeks!

Today has been a day spent in front of the computer, following the World Challenge in 100km in Italy. I wanted to watch the London Marathon too, but wasn’t able to find any web channels for free…

I couldn’t be all still, but went for a 8.5km walk a few hours ago, and having teenagers in the house there has been some cooking too. They got to choose between Chicken and waffles. Not hard to guess what we just stuffed ourselves with. With whipped cream and plum jam (home made ) we celebrated the Swedish results in Italy – not that my girls had any interest in that

With only one week to  Ringerike Ultrafestival  I will rest until I feel fit to run and hope for that to be as soon as tomorrow.

and down the next. Life is like a race. I keep saying that. I have had some really relaxing runs lately and today started off like it should. Something happened though. After about 12km I kind of ‘died’ and dropped my speed. I had to struggle both physically and mentally to get home running. I so wanted to start walking, but I don’t do that. And besides, my hands were like ice lollies and I just wanted to get home and put them under warm water. I can tell you btw, that hurt!

I wonder if this is a way of testing my mental strength. I have a 12h race next week and  6h the week after. No, I think my body is telling me to slow down. I will do perfectly fine at a 6min/km pace if I can keep that up for 12 hours. That  will be my goal then and I think I might have to practice a few times beforeI leave. I’ll start tomorrow

…makes me rush into things without the best of preparation. The last three weeks I’ve done a lot of traveling and my training hasn’t been what I wanted it to be, so I try to add as many km as possible whenever I find it suitable. Therefor I decided to enter a 12h race in only two weeks. This one to be as close as only one week ahead of a 6h race and only 7 weeks before my big race in the UK in the beginning of June (233km). I have to say I doubt I would have entered if I hadn’t done this race before, knowing what I’m putting myself through and maybe it is subconscious, that I’ve been planning for this for a long time, just not being willing to admit to the world nor myself that I would. I must say it’s a bit scary come to think of it,  that resting has become a word I fear. The mere thought of it gives me bad conscience. Am I in such bad shape or is the fear merely a way of pushing and motivating myself? I sure hope so! We’ll all find out within the next two months.