Wo ist das Meer?

I was at a date tonight. Some guys and 3 girls and i tell you sweat ran all over our bodies. It was time for “step” intervall training with IK Akele and ush, it was hot.

I missed the 3 previous training because of bad excuses like rain, Midsommar and “i dunno where the new stadium is”, but tonight, no way. I took my bike and ride like 20 min in the hot sun (everything upphills almost!) and the first exercise was to climb the grind. It has been some missunderstanding between the trainer and the people in charge of the booking of the area. But anyways.

We began with some running training: run in the grass. This is ridiculous how quick the human forgot how it was to run naturally. At least how quick i did. It was like i had to relearn to run without shoes. It felt good, some rests of the last rain on the footboll area.

Step. The plan was 200m+400m+600m+800m+1000m+800m+600m+400m+200m but i jumped over the 1000m. Too hot, to hard, too tired and well, too lazy could be a better expression for that. I ran everything under 4min/km so i am quite satisfied. When i read the post of the wonderfull Annsann today, i understood pretty well that with running a 200 more just to land right close to you water.

After the running, it was time again to make this ridiculous exercise “plankan” but even if i will feel all my stomach muscles and back too tomorrow, i guess it is good for what i have.

To sweat in group made me feel happier. I even sang when i was riding my bike back home (downhill!!). I would never have thought in my whole life that i would use training as therapi, but it works my friends, it works. Enough for me to go to bed without thinking too much and tomorrow is another day.

This was my happy feet after the training. And for the last 200m (ran in 45 seconds) i had this song in the ears, pretty accurate if you ask me!

Natten är ung och jag ligger vaken
Jag är “Lucy in the sky”, jag är högt över molnen

Ja, jag vet att hon är söt men håll tillbaka
För jag har trillat dit, jag har fallit, jag har vaknat

Ja, jag vet att hon är söt men håll tillbaka

För,
Jag kommer, jag kommer, jag kommer, jag kommer – jag är nästan där
Jag kommer, jag kommer, jag kommer, jag kommer nu
Du, håll ut

Du vet att,
Jag kommer, jag kommer, jag kommer, jag kommer
Baby, jag tror jag är kär

I taxin, i trappen, i hissen, i hallen
Jag faller
Faller

Du och jag nu
Du snälla vänta, vänta, håll ut

Tio tusen meter upp i luften ser jag allt så klart
Jag vet att hon är söt, men det måste bli du och jag
Du och jag

Oooooooh
Jag tror att jag faller, jag faller