Nothing like a bit of masochism to start out the new year. However, the traditional swim had to give way in Sweden for a run in the woods after next to no sleep.
The back garden of Shelley's house led straight up the rocks into the woods, so away I went. Beautiful, sunny, frosty, rocky Swedish forest. I think Solsidan is on the east end of the big Nacka map, but I didn't have a copy so just took a compass bearing and headed off. 'Twas lovely. And then I arrived at Damm lake which was frozen, and I started running around it. There were some impressive icicles hanging off of crags abutting the lake. At some points where the cliffs touched the water's edge I tiptoed gingerly out onto the ice rather than climbing up and over. The ice was clear like glass. I paused in a patch of sunshine to admire the scenery and think how life, even hungover, could be great. Then I heard "pweng, pweng pweng, pweng..." like the sound of some 1960s futuristic laser guns which had me well-confused. Then there were some scritch-scratches and a skater appeared. Apparently this might be the answer:
http://www.acuvib.com/in20014eva.pdf
Amazing.
Continued on my circumnavigation and some more skaters arrived. Skating looks like fun! I tiptoed, walked and finally ran across a few more bits of the lake on my way around before heading back. Got within 50m of the house before switching on the Garmin "back to start" function, which is pretty cool.
I'm going to have to get my digital camera repaired.