Looking back at the lessons I can learn from the 44,5 kilometers Run Forest Run Ommerland Trail last weekend.

It’s a week before the Run Forest Run Ommerland trail marathon, which means I’m afraid of every little bit of pain.

If I run the Forest Run Forest Ommerland Trail it means that I went from 3 kilometers to 43 kilometers in 1,5 year.

It remains my first worry the morning after a race: how are my ankles? Will I be able to trust them again?

A cat against your belly is comforting when every inch in your body hurts and you’re not able to keep your eyes open.

It’s the day after my longest run in my second running life and I feel good. I’m also thinking I’m getting old.

I did it. 25 kilometers in the pocket. It took me almost 3,5 hours, but that had a reason. I’ll tell you in a minute.

As I’m now running more kilometers a week and more days a week than ever before, I should seriously focus on recovery.

Breakfast first. Followed by another cup of tea, to buy me some time and make up my mind on what training I should do.

Two days to the Three Mealls Trail race. We’re here, in Kinlochleven, for the Big Race and the mountains look … scary.