First attempt to do some training here. Friskis and Svettis was held at the football field by a woman working at the school for us kids at the boarding school, teachers and other Swedes living in the area. It was a lot of fun but it felt more like running a mile than just doing some jumping up and down due to the altitude. I’m pooped. Dinner was a very welcome follower to that and then a dip in the pool to relax my worn out muscles.
// Trust me, when I get back from this high altitude training I’ll be able to run to Malmö and back without even blinking //
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