Adventures of a marathon girl

Hi Y'all Today on my long run the love of my life went with me riding his bike. He knows me like nobody else does and sometimes, honestly, I can be hard to handle. A real handful. Especially when I feel like my body isn't working with me but against me. Today was not good. The wind picked up to storm level Dutch style and I ran my normal route for a 10km run which meant I had to run upwind the first 3.5 km and nothing worked. My body kicked, screamed, cried and put up a real fight. It is runs like these where at a certain point I notice now that I am fighting myself. Not the elements, not my husband who clearly has nothing to do with the bad weather, not a literal rock in my shoe, not the stomach acid that went along for the ride but ME. I am fighting me. And I am absolutely horrible to be around when I'm fighting myself. I say the most horrible things about myself to myself outloud and in a way that is absolutely devastating to hear. The good news is that nowada

Hi Y'all, Sometimes you have to start your journey knowing that you will meet your fellows on the way and you will have to face some pretty big fears too. My journey has begun and the first steps were taken. Last Sunday I ran the Groet uit Schoorl 10km run. It took me 1 hour and 11 minutes to finish it. Slow as a turtle dragging through peanut butter, but I did it anyway and boy the weather was horrible. I ran through some serious rain showers, got soaked to the bone, felt beaten to the core but I did it. When I went to pick up my stuff I cried my eyes out and I was so angry with myself. Letting it get to the point where I am overweight and out of shape again. But you know what? No use crying over spilled milk. The first scary encounter in this journey was meeting the doctor for my sportsmedical test at Fysiomed SMC. My first ever VO2max test. I was pretty darn nervous about it and figured the doctor would tell me that I could never ever finish a marathon and that she wou

Hi Y'all Last time we met I told y'all about my call to adventure. I have answered that call and I have packed my satchel with courage, bravery,a healthy dose of fear and trust. The time has come to gather up my fellowship as we set foot on this mostly unknown road to marathon finish, a journey I'm not taking lightly. A journey in which I will have to trust on the people around me to be there for me and to fight with me through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered. As I fight the elements and battle the obstacles that I will surely encounter. I need my fellowship to be everything that I am not and I need them to help me overcome all of my fears, doubts, pains and horrors because I have to finish off my mortal and sworn arch nemesis ALS. And so today I paid a visit to my wise woman, my modern day Galadriel in the form of my GP and told her about my ambitions to run a marathon and for that matter not just ANY marathon. I am registered for the Amsterdam Marathon Octo