Before you burn me at the stake for this shamelessly poor excuse for alliteration, consider this definition. Omazing: describing the unique and wonderful things in Oslo, whilst also taking into account the city’s general costliness.
I have spent most of this week in Oslo for work. Here is a summary of how it went:
- Number of runs: 0
- Number of stretches: 0
- Number of Tapas dinners: 3
- Average temperature during our stay: -8C
- Coffees from my new favourite Norwegian coffee shop Kaffee Brenneriet: 6
- Amount of times my suitcase broke while dragging it over snow: 2
So my workouts didn’t exactly go to plan. I had expected that because:
1) I was sharing a room with my colleague, who I’m sure wouldn’t have appreciated waking up each morning to some high kicks from me and Cleo while I practiced the splits.
2) Did you see the average temperature above?! All my previous whinging about UK weather should be disregarded. Oslo is cold. And dark. If I wanted to run, I’d have needed my trail shoes for the snow, and to have left my colleagues at lunch to run in the daylight. No one likes that girl – and I’m going to be her when my marathon training starts next week, so no need to turn into her just yet!
It was a good week. I’m lucky enough to work with some great people, but our team is spread throughout the world. So it was a novelty to all be in the same room as each other! And then at night, we had some omazing food. You definitely pay for quality over there, but if we hadn’t have left on Thursday, I think one or more of our credit cards would have spontaneously combusted.
We didn’t get a chance to look much around Oslo, but I definitely picked up on the fact that Norwegians are glamorous. And the women all have nice handbags. As well as coming back with an addiction to tapas and coffee, I have decided it’s ok to buy an expensive handbag: the Norwegians do!
As a city, Oslo is a mix of old and new. Our offices are right by the Nobel Peace Centre, which was formerly an old train station built in 1879.
The Nobel Peace Centre is almost opposite Oslo’s City Hall, which is a grand and modern building completed in 1950. The city seems to embrace both modern and historical architecture, which makes for a really interesting vibe and really cool views.
I found the people to be very friendly, and I can’t get over how pretty everything when it’s covered in white. At night, the city is covered in that blanket of stillness which accompanies the falling snow – for me, it carried that same expectation of Christmas Eve!
I got back yesterday, and today I went for a quick 5.5k run in just 27:30 to make sure that I didn’t get too used to Tapas-living. I think Strava is cheating on me: it never matches up to any official running time, nor my Garmin. It always lists me as running shorter distances for longer. I think we might be on the verge of falling out….