Adventures of a marathon girl

Hi y'all, Last Sunday I ran Eindhoven, the half. Not the full. You all know I had my doubts about running a full since the summer heat but in the end that was not what tipped me in deciding against running the full. In the end I ended up having quite the scare ending up in the emergency room stuck to a heartrate monitor being probed and poked for blood. I was working from home that particular day and out of the blue I started having chest pains that I can only describe as severe and quite painful muscle cramps. I flared up and I got very naucious to the point where I literally thought IS THIS IT?! I called my husband because I was afraid my GP would think it was a heart attack and sent me to the next village where we actually have an emergency room (because my town doesn't)...let this sink in....I didn't wanna get shipped to a hospital because I was scared it was my heart which immediatly would mean the end of running season. Yep...stupid. My man got quite clear, using hi...

Hi y'all, The caption of this post acts as a spoiler alert, just in case you didn't pick up the hint ...there's one! This past week didn't have any really long long runs scheduled. I ran little over 30km devided in 3 runs, walked a 21.5km walk and trained twice for the Amsterdam City Swim in open water. So easy breezy there. Got myself two new pairs of Hoka One One Clifton 6 and I've tested both this week. Still very much like the lightness of the shoe and the bouncyness of m but on runs onder 20km there really isn't anything I can say for realsies about how I like m than but for now....awesome. This past week involved games....a lot of m. As you might remember by my last post I'm not all together that sure I can make it all the way through an entire full marathon. I wanna run it but I'm no longer really sure why. I don't have to proof myself to anyone but me, however the world contains a lot more humans than just me. As y'all might know...I...

Hi y'all, Marathon training is now full on with longer long runs currently at + half marathon distances and with that doubt is kicking in. Last week on one of my short tempo runs (so that's an 11k) I actually tripped over my own foot and smashed hard onto the concrete path that runs through one of the woods I live nearby (maybe it's a park). Luckily I wasn't holding a bottle and luckily I had my man riding his bike right behind me. I immediatly got up, checked everything, used precious water to clean my chafed hands and knees and kept running but that fall shook me up. It somehow seems that my mind is struggling to keep away from the pain and trust me...My legs and butt hurt when I run +half marathon. Last Sunday I was scheduled for a 22k run, a wee over half but my body was protesting so much and it was so frekking hot I got mad, really mad and wanted to throw in the towel. I ended up walking-trashtalking myself-running and repeat. Finally at 2 hours and 45 minute...

Hi y'all I'm probably gonna be the most impopular person this orb we call earth has ever seen (okay I can think of a few humans worse than me but still...) most people will not like my next sentence and I'm probably gonna break some feeble little feelings but I don't care. I need to say this: SUMMER SUCKS BALLS!! Why? Well first off: it is either too hot to have a nice run which means you have to get up at ungodly hours just because you do have that training sessions going on because fuck yeah...marathon ain't gonna frekkin run itself..OOOOR all hell ends up right above your head leaving you drenched to the bone and completely moritified because of that incredible thunderstorm you got caught up in. And than there's the BUGS. So many frekking bugs....My arms have been under attack by f if I know what kind of asshole bug but it ITCHES....soooooo badly....it itches like there's bugs crawling under my skin. I am not kidding you!! AND to top it off....I ATE A...

Hi y'all, When in training for a marathon not all is fun and games and as I once again noticed just last week running is very much a state-of-mind thing next to a fit-thing. And I had a decent encounter with quite a life-lesson called disappointment. The entire week seemed to be steering towards the subject of it and I found myself in conversations on the subject regarding running and real-life. Why? Because I threw in the towel on my long run last Sunday. I just couldn't get to the let-it-go and push-through part of my brain and my legs seemed to go through some kind of spontanious combustion thing. The entire run left me frustrated, in pain and very disappointed. That kind of frustration is something I learned to go through and let go of it quickly because there's literally no use crying over spilled milk is there? But than someone threw this quote at me and I got kinda angry Why? Simple: first of all I do hold standards and yes I expect great things from me and...

Hi Y'all, Summer is officially here and today I've started my second half of marathon training and just today temperatures went up to 30C / 86F so today I wanna write about a few things. First off all...dresscode. Let me start by saying: can we just agree to never ever tell another human what to wear in summer? Why because I'm annoyed/bothered by the fact that bodyshaming is still a thing. I am going to  be blatently rude so if you can't take it than please stop reading now. Continue and do not say I didn't warn you. I'll have non of this ever again and I will speak up if you do it in front of me. You kept on reading. Good. I can't be held responsible for your long toes so if I step on m than that's not my problem. Here we go: if you connect bodyshape to either beauty or fitlevel or godforsake both than you are an asshole. Yes you are and you need to stop. Surviving the heat when running (or just going to the beach or the office for that matter) o...

Hi Y'all, when out on long runs with my man next to me we talk. Those hours out together make me so happy and I feel so blessed to have this beautiful, caring, fun loving, supportive man in my life. He doesn't only believe in equality for men and women; he carries it out. He encourages me to step up my game and believe in myself all the way. He doesn't ask me to give up anything in stead he asks me what he can do to help me get to whatever goal I have set for myself. It is exactly that undoubted and rock steady trust and companionship that makes me wanna do better, be better. In both my running and my real life I have discovered that being happy is not something that comes to you. It is something you have to actively pursuit. How so? Life isn't always good. It can be truely hard even and some days not getting up ever again feels like thé single best answer to all of your shit. But honestly it isn't. Desperation and negativity can follow you around, stick to ...