When Holger and I were plogging for the first time on New Year’s Eve, we reported on our interesting rubbish finds. The plan to bring the microwave discovered on a park bench to the recycling center promptly failed because of the time (we went to Lübeck on New Year’s Eve). In addition, the thing is not exactly easy to bring to the recycling yard without a car.
New Year’s resolutions again? Well, to work less, of course. To go outside more often – sure. To do more sports – a classic. And finally: to do more things that make you happy. On New Year’s Day, we tried out something that unites all these plans: plogging. A new sexual practice? No, unfortunately not. The word is a combination of “plocka” (Swedish for “picking up”) and “jogging”, and that’s what it’s all about: you are jogging through nature (or the city, or wherever), pay attention to lying trash and – well – collect it. Sounds completely disgusting? Here is our review: Running clothes, gloves, paper bag – let’s go!…