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Forming the fellowship

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 October 16th in my home town.



Searching for my band of worthy warriors I quickly learned about Fysiomed; a sports medical facility that works on an integral approach so clients can reach their sports goals.  I visited my mordern day Galadriel because I wanted a referral to Fysiomed and my GP totally agreed. She didn't have any doubts I could do it but she did confirm my very own observation that I needed help in accomplishing my huge and unreal goal. She knew Fysiomed well and she told me that they are very good. So she gave me my referral and I have an appointment for my sports medical test on february 16th, 243 days before I have to face my enemy.

It is on. I will take the 90 minute test in which they will test the following things:
-lentgh, body weight, fat %
- Bloodtest (Hb, ldl, hdl, glucose)
- ECG in rest
- V02 max

The last bit scares the crap out of me already because it involves running on a treadmill to your maximum speed with some sort of oxygen contraption on your face. But I do believe that the time has come for me to face the music. SO I will take the test and that will form the starting point of my journey.

All of you are part of this journey and I need you all. You can be more than mere spectators. You can be true contributers by donating to my cause. Together we can make a difference. Will you join me in my journey? I hope you do. All you have to do is click righ here on these next words HELP ME FIGHT ALS and donate. Be my Hoggle, my Sam, my Falkor.



As always, until we read again,
Love, Marlies


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