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When the unreal becomes real

Hi y'all,

It's been a little quiet on my part here due to  some major developments and alas a horrible cold that struck me like a huge boulder flying in from space. You catch my drift right? But today I feel like I am finally getting rid of this horrible cough that's been keeping me up and my voice seems to be recovering too. Good things.

Anyway I have some pretty amazing things to tell you so without further ado these are the things that happened in the past weeks:

First I smashed my PR on the 10km race in Schoorl with about 4 entire minutes and ran an amazing 00:55:20 race in the dunes that were covered in snow too. I started out just connecting to my pace and I kept telling myself to stay in sync with my body. I just never stopped running and when I crossed that finishline I was baffled. I honestly thought my watch broke or something but it didn't and I smashed each and every PR between 0 and 10km. To me it is just incredible what a decent and custom built running plan can do. I honestly never thought I had this in me and....I wasn't running on fumes either so I can push myself more and now? Well now I just have to.



Second thing is that my running coach program coach (y'all still with me?) asked me if I was interested in coaching a new group of beginners by myself starting April. Well,..yeaaah I would and in that same mail he told me the other coach of this program would soon approach me for another group at the biggest athletics club in Amsterdam named Phanos. So when that mail came in I had the most interesting phone call with one of the board members and we agreed that I would 'job shadow' the current coach for two nights. The first night I was so overwhelmed with everything going on at the tracks in THE OLYMPIC STADIUM that I felt inadequate and undereducated and all in all totally out of my league. I felt nervous and a little angry with myself when I went back on Thursday because an opportunity like this just doesn't come knocking every day. I was so happy when the other running coach program coach was actually on the tracks telling me I was absolutely capable of doing this and well....long story short...I'm going to do it. I will be the new running coach for beginners at Phanos starting March 14th.



Third and definately not last thing that I am working on is a potentially huge running event for ALS Netherlands. I am not sure we can pull it off this year but we sure will give it our best try. For my mom, for those we have lost already and for all other families going through what we're going through simply because nobody should. I want to do this and the only thing making me work harder to make it happen are the words 'oooo that's no easy feat' or 'wooaah that is just not that easy' Look...you wanna know what's hard? Try my life for a month or so. I can do this and I know I will.

The past couple of weeks have been motivating and surreal. I want all of this so badly and at the same time it scares the bejesus out of me. I am very proud of what I've done with the past couple of months being unemployed. I wanted to turn my life around and feel the good instead of all the horrible stuff. I I can't change the things that are happening around me but I can make a change in what I want out of life and I wish to get out of the educational system right now.

I want to be the best running coach I can be and honestly I want to be the best runner I can be. And yeah...I still need to find a job that actually brings in some cash so I can pay for all the things I want out of life but you know what? When the unreal becomes real that creates an enormous surge of energy. It is just amazing what can happen when you decide to turn around and walk away from all the things you know or thought you knew. Opening up for real experiences without the ideas that limit you, hold you back or you think define you...it chances you. I'm humbled by the changes I'm given right now and I am just proud of what I have accomplished so far. The unreal is not that unreal anymore and that is....well....unreal and all I can say is thank you. Thank you for believing in me, thank you for doubting me, thank you for the spark, thank you...just thank you. It is your doubt that made me stronger, it is your faith that kept me going, it is your spark that ignited my journey and all of it got me to where I am now. I am not where I need to be yet but the switch certainly flipped this week.



That's it for now, until we read again
As always, Love Marlies


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