The fact that there are no scheduled cross races/training this weekend makes me wonder what I am missing. So, fine, I will just have to torture my body by myself here in Partille. I started in the centre down by Säveån and rode up the steep little grass hills a few times. Yes...wet grass. Then for more warm-up I rode along towards Hemköp and back to the Sävedalen side to attack the hill up to Frejaplan. Oh fan...that hurt a bit more than I expected.

Up around Vallhamra Torg there are a lot of open fields which are not parks but just wild grass so it is free for me to ride wherever. I found a gem of a football field that is just entirely sucking wet grass...mmm...time for tubdäck. And along a bit I found many steep grass hills which were wet and challenging and certainly high on the list of ways to torture yourself on a bike.

But to top it all off I returned to the part next to where I live which has stairs sort of like Skatås. After 6 laps up that under the watchful eye of my old neighbour and his little dog, I was done for the day. Aj.