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Lidingöloppet: My Performance Assessment
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Two days after Lidingöloppet and my body is giving me all the signs needed to finish writing my race-day assessment of my 2:44:02, 2009 performance:
Distance Training- 8/10. Following a three month training gap, I began preparing for this event in August. I jumped right into the last nine weeks of my 20-week marathon schedule. 635km in 9 full weeks for an average of 70km/week; 10km/day. This may have been too sudden but the distance workouts all went well, including a slow-dry run on the actual course three weeks ago (30km/2:52:00). When I say slow, I kept an even 5:25/km pace and a heart rate under 140 bpm to preserve my legs, while adding More >
Ready for Lidingöloppet!
0I suppose it’s a little bit funny that I’m so excited for this event after reading my “Urban or Suburban” post, but I am. The Lidingöloppet’s main race on Saturday is a 30km cross-country run on the picturesque island of Lidingö, a Northern suburb of Stockholm, Sweden. I lived here back in 2001 and I’ve missed it ever since I moved.
Lidingö has an area about 25% the size of Manhattan, but with only 30,000 inhabitants, leaving a lot of room for outdoor recreation. You’ll also find Sweden’s best sports training facility here, Bonsön, nestled on the island’s North side in the midst of Lidingö’s vast network of well-maintained trails. Many of these trails see race activity year-round; X-country skiing, running and triathlon.
I’ve been looking forward to this event for More >
Urban or Suburban?
0I have to ask, what is your preference, “Urban or suburban?”.
I moved out of the city in June to be near my family after the arrival of my first child. All-in-all, it was a great decision. Grandmothers, parents and sister-in-law, all here to help out with my wife’s extended leave of absence to take care of our daughter, Amelia.
Running-wise, the conditions are ideal. Especially for our local network of well-lit and perfectly maintained walking/cycling paths.
However after a couple of months in, I find myself longing for the subtly-more-exciting streets of Stockholm. Yet I feel a bit guilty; Here in Åkersberga I’m on the edge of a vast wilderness. Kilometer upon kilometer of rolling trails, fresh air and no one to see or get in the way.
The problem is, I miss the city. I miss the nightly stories I used to put together with all the sights More >