The thought that Putin was satisfied with having packed me off to a barracks in the Far North, and that they would now stop tormenting me with the SHIZO (punishment cell), was not only cowardly but naive. No sooner had I come out of quarantine than: “Convict Navalny refused to identify himself according to regulations, does not respond to corrective instruction, and has failed to draw the proper conclusions for himself.” Seven days in SHIZO. One nice detail: the daily routine in the punishment cell is a little different. Under the normal regime, the walk comes after lunch, and even though it’s the polar night now, it’s still a few degrees warmer in the afternoon. But in SHIZO, walks are at 6:30 a.m. Still, I’ve already promised myself that I’ll try to go out for a walk in any weather. You can see my exercise yard in the second photo in the carousel. Eleven steps from one wall and three to the other—you can’t exactly stretch your legs, but it’s some movement at least, so I go out. So far it hasn’t been colder than -32°C. But even at that temperature, you can only walk for more than half an hour if you manage to grow yourself a new nose, ears, and fingers in time. Few things are as invigorating as a walk in Yamal (a region in Russia’s Arctic) at 6:30 in the morning. And what a wonderful fresh breeze blows into the yard, despite the concrete fence—really something! Today I was out walking, freezing, and thinking about Leonardo DiCaprio and the trick his character pulls with the dead horse in *The Revenant*. I don’t think that would work here. A dead horse here would freeze solid in about 15 minutes. What you need here is an elephant—a hot elephant, roasted. If you cut open the belly of a freshly heated elephant and climbed inside, you could warm up for a while. But where am I supposed to get a hot roasted elephant in Yamal, especially at 6:30 in the morning? So I’ll just have to keep freezing 😉