Hi y'all, So I ended last week's post on a rather gloomy and somewhat depressing note. I could say that I'm sorry for that and I could try to ease your uncomfortableness by saying I didn't quite mean it like that but you know what? I am not going to do that. I want to be honest on my blog and write what happens in my life as a runner, runcoach, lover, daughter, friend, fundraiser for the Dutch ALS Foundation and basically just an awkward fourty-somethinger trying to figure out life. So here it is. Lately I have been feeling like shit and I am not going to sugar coat that. If you don't like that or get scared than by all means ....go have fun in the shallows of Funville and ignoretown. I can't offer you that right now. What I can and will do for you is write honest to the gut reports on how I'm doing in recovery since rupturing the anklets on my right foot to the point they ripped of a piece of bone. Wowsah, that hurts. So after two complete weeks of muc