There is a hole inside. And there’s a hole in the schedule. So an effort is made to fill two holes with one go.
Whist in Tokyo, I was handed a flyer for another race. It was one of the few things I received that was printed in English. It and the Tokyo Shiho-Shoshi Lawyer’s Association notepad. But the flyer was for the Stockholm Marathon.
So last night I checked airfares once more and there was a flash sale going on for a package deal over at hotels.com. It was $200 cheaper than anybody else, had flights on Delta so I could hit my tiered status with this trip, and, well… I don’t know if there is a Scandinavian dubbed version of “Risky Business” that includes this, but I like to imagine the advice Joel’s Dad gives him at the end of the movie goes like this:
And so come June 3rd, at noon on “Lidingövägen,” the road just outside the city’s 1912 era Olympic Stadium, I’ll be looping through Stockholm.
By the way, a quick google search indicates the Swedes aparently do NOT think the Swedish Chef is funny. So I guess I have to rethink my running gear for the day….