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Getting over myself - working through some massive shit

Hi Y'all,

As the weeks progress and the lockdowns all over the world linger,  my runner's heart took a few serious beatings. With more and more events getting cancelled I find myself struggling to stay on the positive side of things, to keep going even though the goals set in events are being dropped one by one.

The thing is that I'm of the kind that ticks with clear set goals and training is the way to achieve set goals. For me having those events dropped means it is harder for me to get myself motivated to run. Honestly I thrive on races and bling and feeling part of an event. Each event is one I was part of, the people that I met along way leave lasting prints on my mind and the bling I get to keep are ways to remind me of the good times I had especially when training gets rough and I have a hard time.

The lockdown locked me down and the last blow was the Nijmeegse being dropped. Now you guys have been on this adventure with me a little longer than just today so you probably know that I usually allow myself one day to sulk, be mad (at me or someone else) , cry, rant, talk to all the people I need to get some perspective and after that day the whatever IT it is needs to transfer to something more productive. Why? Because sitting around pouting never got anyone anywhere anyway so my way of coping is: feel all the feels, have a bad day. Do what you need to do but after that....get over yourself and make it work. Make the whatever IT you're getting over work fór you. Sounds impossible? Sounds like I'm not allowing myself to feel anything? Wrong and wrong again.

Making a setback work for you is not that hard. By talking to people and ranting my heart out I get my much needed perspective and that allows me to see the possible in stead of the impossible. So when the 4daagse got cancelled I immediatly realized it opened up my calendar for more intensive running session on my road to NYC Marathon. Even though I'm almost sure international travel won't happen until 2021 I can use the idea of running New York for that much needed goal to work for.

Not allowing myself to feel enough? Wrong again. I feel everything when I'm out running. I am working through some massive shit sometimes and yes sometimes I cry when I run but I also laugh and sing and feel free. When I'm out running the ashfalt is my shrink & the weather my companion. I can let go, release and return home much at ease and free. Running is a way to feel the feels. Does it always work for me? Hell naa-aaah!! Sometimes the shit is to massive and much like the reference it needs an another way to find a way out. My turn to method? Yoga. Hot Yoga to be precise. Well ladi-daaa...that is cancelled now too...whooptiedooo...sooo just when I felt I needed it most...out of the blue came this 21 day deepak chopra meditation challenge. No hot yoga? Well let's try some abundance according to deepak chopra. Does it work? It calms me down so it works on that level for me.

With NYC much more back on my calendar I am also trying to see the positive changes for fundraising even with the risk of not running it in 2020 I now know for sure that I WILL run it at one point and that makes fundraising and training easier to do.

In short: I got over myself and I am back on track. Working around all the can'ts and finding the can's. It is not always easy but it can be done.

Stay safe, train solo
That's it for now, until we read again
Love Marlies


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