Sorry about delayded blog posts. Yesterday I was so freaking tired after running through a sandstorm, so afterwards I couldn´t even lift my finger. The storm began after running 25 kilometers. Even though it was hard as hell to keep up running, I felt a bit lucky. Running across Sahara has been my dream for such a long time, so it is only fair that I eat a little bit sand as well.

I´ve done 350 km so far. It´s only a warm up:)

I´m a big fan of Ernest Schackleton. Here I’m reading a book called “Endurance“, which is about Sir Ernest and his brave crew. Good reading.

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