Training Log Archive: blairtrewin

Got into Oslo a bit after midnight; we were 20 minutes late to Copenhagen but the outgoing flight was also late (there were enough connecting passengers that I think they would have held it in any case), and the flights were at near-adjacent gates so I didn't have to run the length of the airport this time.

I stayed at an airport hotel rather than trying to make my way to Baerums Verk at that hour (which I presume would have required spending the GDP of a small African country on a taxi), and did a session on a stationary bike in the hotel gym. Stationary bikes are exceedingly boring (possibly even more boring than swimming), so Norwegian Saturday morning children's TV was a useful distraction, including Katten Med Hatten (which was definitely around in book form, at least, when I was that age) and Brännmann Sam. Not super-energetic (possibly through not eating first), but not too bad.

Moved on from there, although not before having to call for assistance because I got to the toy shop and realised that I didn't have a clue what the item on the boys' birthday wishlist looked like.