...not really, but how can we not run, when that´s what our bodies are made for?
Sure enough, living in the Stone Age, it was mostly done when trying to avoid a hungry lion or catching dinner, but still.
Managed to get my butt out the door twice this week which is a personal best for months.
Icy, slippery, cold and...absolutely bloody wonderful.
Hey, Skatås/Änggårdsbergen/Slottskogen, I´m back.
I´ve missed you.