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Last weekend the talent group got together again. Four weeks ago there was a training camp in Streymnes, where among other things we ran intervals among cold and soaking-wet football spectators who, after the abandoned match between EB/Streymur and HB, were running from the showers to their cars, some disappointed and some happy.
This weekend we were reminded once again that this isn’t exactly the warmest or brightest time of year. Still. The training session on Saturday afternoon took place at dusk in the most beautiful winter weather up north in Sund. We ran fartlek on the Winter Series loop in Hvannasund: 500 metres fast along the shore and 500 metres of easy jogging north along the village road. Although it was thawing, it was slippery in places, and unfortunately first Gutti fell on his backside and then Rannvá slipped too. Gutti got back up, but Rannvá was less lucky and got a sprain, so she couldn’t run on Sunday and will probably have to rest for a few days. The first session was on Friday evening. Because of snow and ice it was hard to carry out the planned hill session, so instead we ran a loop around Klaksvík, with two long efforts of about 1.3 km. After a hot shower we went to Jan Elmar’s birthday party. He has now turned 17. Congratulations, congratulations!
On Saturday morning we ran three laps of 2.2 km, where the next was to be run at a good pace. The freshly fallen snow of course made it slippery and difficult, but everyone got through safely. In the afternoon, as mentioned, we ran in Hvannasund, and in Norðdepil Ingrid and Pól, Rebekka’s parents, had invited us for an excellent evening meal.
On Sunday morning we went for an easy run out to Oyrar, and afterwards we went straight to the swimming pool, where we got to enjoy the last remnants of hot water in Klaksvík for a while. Back home the roast lamb was waiting patiently, simmering gently in the oven. After a good lunch we washed up, packed and relaxed for a while before heading home.
Bjørk, Rúni and Jan Elmar. The snow took the edge off the training sessions.
Light on their feet – light of heart!
Rebekka and Rannvá – aiming higher!
King Winter – Come On!
At the top table in Norðdepil
Food doesn’t make itself – Rúni and Jan Elmar stressed out by peeling potatoes.
No training camp without an iron 😉
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