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midst stormy winds, rain and freezing temperature, we did our last long run for the 60 van Texel ultramarathon. On a Saturday afternoon while everyone in Holland would rather stay home with a warm cup of coffee, we spent five long hours on our foot, fighting the elements and learning so much.

I have been training for it since December 2018 but up until today, I haven’t found the courage to blog about my next race, the 60 van Texel. It’s one of those goals that you don’t really want to share publicly because there’s a huge probability that you won’t be able to fulfill it. And I’m not ready to write my very first DNF (did not finish) race report.

I was soaking my tired legs in bath when the husband walked in, running clothes in hand. I just finished a 3-hour run and now it’s his turn. The kid is taking an afternoon nap. Feeling particularly naughty, I began doing the best (and most awkward) Playboy poses I could muster, trying to entice him to join me in the tub.