In my mind I am this writer who keeps a regular stream of blog posts that resembles a little depth instead of just a series of sentences strung together to create content. At least that’s what I want to see when I back-read the contents of this website in 2052 ( or when I retire granted I live that long).
I don’t think I have written about De Viskêête yet, even though I’ve been coming here since 2008, when I first set foot in the Lowlands. I’ve reviewed so many restaurants on this blog but writing reviews becomes boring after a while. So this blog post is not a restaurant review.
If you ask me why it took me two months to write this race recap, I’d give you the same excuse I’ve made a million times in this blog whenever I go back from a writing hiatus. I didn’t have time. Between race day and our autumn vacation in the Philippines, there was very little time to sit down and write a proper blog. But here it is, because I want to read back to these challenging races when I’m old and couldn’t run anymore.
I took five weeks off from running after finishing Kustmarathon Zeeland in October. There was this nagging pain and tightness in my knees. It was manageable during the training but never really go away. I thought that a month of rest and regular massage during my holiday would heal whatever injury I sustained. But the tightness remained. After an otherwise pain-free 10 kilometers two weeks ago, I was limping up and down the stairs. It was time to finally visit the physiotherapist.