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Adventures of a physical rehab girl

 Hi y'all,


it's been a while and for good reason. This is my last post on this blog. I am no longer able to run a full marathon and therefor I have decided to give up on keeping this blog. It just doesn't sit right with me. 

It was fun while it lasted. I loved writing about my running (mis)adventures and all that it thaugt me and now it is time to move on. I will definately never quit running but it needs to become something different in my life now that I know that this asshole muscle disease might strike again and now that I have lost movement in my right arm and hand this time too. Pushing myself to and mostly over the limit is something I wanna learn to stop doing and thus.....it's time for a new blog: Mostly Marley. Middle aged and life in between

So if you wanna stay in touch, keep up, wanna have a good laugh and maybe shed a tear now and again feel free to come with me and join me as I venture out and try to exhale, let go, embrace and explore the all that is almost 50. You can count on dead honest updates of a broken body trying to find it's way back in and through physical rehab, the change and trying to balance a life with this thing called job. 

It's been a blast being marathon girl and I am thouroughly proud of actually being able to call myself that. I loved running long distances and now I will try to love running everything until the max of a half one. I will try to find my new way and I hope that this blog inspired some of you and last but not least I hope you'll join me.


That's it for now, until we read again

As always, Love Marlies

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