Mürren

Jolly evening in Rocks last night. It was Lance and Jen’s 3rd wedding anniversary.

Today was a bit hazy and rain is forecast, but we popped over to Mürren for a walk. Great views as ever.

Nice lunch at Winteregg, and then a walk back to Grütschalp, with just a light rain shower on the way.

Lakeside

Jennifer and Rich have gone up to Männlichen, and we’re off down to the lake. I start with a nice run along the river.

Traffic.

The path continues to Bönigen, and I run through the village along the lake. It’s a nice 5 kilometres.

Afterwards we sat on a bench by the water and ate our sandwiches, before walking back to the station at Interlaken.

Squaring up to the valley

I did most of my running programme down in the valley between Lauterbrunnen and Stechelberg. I know every inch of the path. Shortly before we returned to the UK in August I ran the entire length of the valley for my first 5 kilometre run.

While we were in the UK I did another programme which got me up to 10 kilometres. It follows therefore that I ought to try running up the valley and back in one go. Val, Jennifer and Rich got the bus along to Stechelberg, and I started running. They’re going to walk back to Lauterbrunnen. I intercepted them just after Schilthornbahn. Val got a nice pic of me coming up the hill.

Not long afterwards my watch told me it was time to turn around and I headed back towards Lauterbrunnen. It turned out to be a really good run. At the end I jumped on the scales at the campsite. I’ve lost another 4 and a half kilos, and according to the Body Mass Index calculation I am now of ‘normal weight’. Hooray!

I treated myself to a fizzy drink at the Horner pub while I waited for the others, and we had a nice lunch at the Airtime cafe.

Back in Wengen

We arrived back here yesterday afternoon. Good night in Rocks with Akim providing the music.

This morning the village was enveloped in cloud and it was raining, but after sitting on the plane and trains all day yesterday I desperately need some exercise. I had a nice run around the village, with bemused tourists looking at me thinking I must be nuts. Selfie under the cable car.