Thursday (continued..):
Yeah there's no snow, but it was an amazingly nice day anyway:) 10 degrees, sunny, all in all very pleasant:) I finished off a 150km week with an enjoyable 2.5 hour run up to Kniebis. When I turned back, I forgot which way I'd came and went down another trail downhill. I ended up in a completely unfamiliar location and was convinced I'd already run past Baiersbronn and would have to run at least another 10km to get back. I was quite looking forward to the prospect for some reason and was slightly disappointed when I found a sign for Nordic Walkers telling me that Baiersbronn was 1.5km in front of me:P Finished off the run feeling very strong and not at all tired. It's an excellent sign because only a few weeks ago I was struggling to finish the distance:)

I went out to the sports bar that night and had a good conversation with the barman over a few beers. Afterwards I got destroyed in a game of darts, but had a lot of fun:)

Friday:
Rather sluggish day. I went for a morning run, ate breakfast, and then went back to bed with my book...which is where Frau Keck, my hostess, found me a few hours later when she came to bring my washing up, surrounded by junk. She nearly had a heart attack:P
'Jeremy, how can you sleep in this mess!?'
'Oh, gee it is a bit messy. I didn't really notice it.'
'Tsk tsk tsk.'
So I helped her clean it up and promised I'd keep it that way. Which may or may not be a non-core promise:P

Three quarters of the way through my evening run, my right knee started giving me some grief, so I walked it in the rest of the way. I think it's because of the running in snow I did the day before. Not a good sign.

Saturday:
Got up early because there's a XC skiing competition this afternoon at Kniebis. I wasn't going to enter it, but I was hoping to take advantage of the groomed trail (I have no idea how they managed to get enough snow together to cover the loop) before it started. As I walked downstairs, my knee twinged a little, so I decided to take a rest day. Probably a good idea in any case after 20 days straight.

Time to catch the bus up to the ski stadium! Tschus!