This afternoon I was a stormchaser...except in the opposite direction since I was trying to get away from the nasty grey clouds. Oddly enough, it never did rain. But by the time I realized that, I had already driven to Lerum and finished my run.

Stavlöpning is the formal name for the hell I went through. It was only 5km but it hurt. The running was slow motion really since I had to concentrate on the poles. My coordination was off for the first km but eventually I got the rhythm but I was out of breath the entire time. Maybe this is the best way to simulate a 40-minute cross race at max intensity.