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Lessons learned, good news and bad news

Hi y'all

Today's training ended the long and tough part of my schedule so that means I'm officially in my taperweek. This was killer week. With a 14km run last Thursday that circled Amsterdam and even included running up and down the stairs at Nemo. This week ended with an 18.5km run. Yep. And I pulled it all off while working and dealing with some serious things. Want to see my runs? check m out here https://runkeeper.com/user/Seilram/profile

Just a few more days before we cross the ocean and fly to the USA, Not my first transatlantic and not the first time we're going to San Francisco but boy-oh-boy I am looking forward to this trip. Not in the least because the love of my life gets to join me. His physician told us that it would be in his best interest to actually take the trip. Not that I'm keeping score but YIHAAA. I know this doesn't make sense now but I will tell y'all  as soon as I can. Sander joining me was the best news we got last week. I am thrilled and I cried when our GP told him that he actually needed to go to SF with me. Golly Moses the stress that came with that all was just sickening. However....he will be there waiting for me as I cross that finishline. And that is all I need.

Unfortunately we have had some truely aweful news too. As y'all know my mom has been undergoing a series of tests to determine weather her neuromusculair disease was Myasthenia Gravis or ALS (Lou Gherig's disease / in Dutch they also call it voorhoorn aandoening). My dad specifically asked the neurologist if it could be anything else than MG or ALS. You still hope for anything else right? But the neurologist was very clear on that: NO. That afternoon my mom tested 100% sure a negative on Myasthenia Gravis. It is just so unfair. So unreal and so....otherworldly even. It is always someone else....until it is not. And now those gigantic posters that are scattered all over Amsterdam...all of them could be my mom. She is still not done undergoing tests so next wednesday she will hear more but the neurologist flat out said it: if it is not MG than it is ALS. The weird thing about it is that it just doesn't seem to hit me. Like it isn't real. And all I want to do is have fun with my mom. Loads of it. So....me, my sister and my mom will walk the Halloween parade this year. I will not give y'all the details on our costumes but I will tell you this: they will be epic!  My mom means the world to me and I just can't put my head around this all. I just can't so for now I just won't. I want to have fun and enjoy each and every moment. No regrets.

And on that note I can honestly say that each and every mile I ran this week I was fully aware of the beauty that is called a healthy body. I feel extra motivated and obligated to make an effort. I am able to run and therefore I should chase my running dreams. Enjoy every minute of life.

That;s it for this week. Stay tuned....San Francisco will be epic!

Until we read again. as always
Love, Marlies

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