Midnight Sun takes me back to 2008. And Twilight

It was the year 2008,  my daughter was at the sweet age of 16 and we were desperately awaiting the release of the final book in the Twilight saga: Breaking Dawn. For three years we had been living and breathing the adventures of Bella Swan and the Cullen family through the books of Stephenie Meyer. The release of  Breaking Dawn meant an end to an era for us. Not unlike what happened with the release of the final Harry Potter book in 2007. And just like with Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, we ordered two copies of the book, so we didn’t have to wait for the other one to finish. Continue reading

Meisjes van vijftig vragen zich af hoe het is met EMile Ratelband

Hoe is het met….. Emile Ratelband

Quarantaine tijd komt bij mij neer op een liefdesverhouding met mijn ijskast, heimwee televisie en veel tijd op de computer. Voor ik het weet zit ik naar oude Kopspijkers afleveringen te kijken  en komen personages voorbij, waarvan je denkt, “Sjee, leeft die nog?” Karakters waarvan de huidige generatie teenagers zegt: “Wie?”.  Na een zeer geslaagde persiflage van Paul Groot op Emile Ratelband, die me een onbedaarlijke lachbui bezorgt, vraag ik me meteen af hoe het is met de zelfbenoemde positiviteits goeroe. En dus neem ik een duik in de digitale archieven. Want op vraag 1 volgt al snel vraag 2 en voor ik het weet ben ik verzonken in de spelonken van het internet. Dat gaat ongeveer zo: Continue reading

Aankomst Amsterdam midden in Corona crisis is surreal

The culture shock that’s called Amsterdam

Travelers who had gone before, warned me: prepare for a culture shock. I truly was prepared on many things. But one moment I was desperate, because the Tokyo Marathon 2020 was cancelled, the next I’m on my way back in an almost empty plane, in the midst of the Covid19 crisis. Corona brought a whole new perspective on our Japan adventure. The arrival hall at Schiphol airport, void of passengers, said it all: Something definitely is not okay. Continue reading

Het coronavirus slaat toe in Japan. Meisjes van vijftig lopen geen marathon

Marathon Tokyo 2020 afgelast. En nu?

Het is maandagmorgen en de laatste week van mijn training gaat in. Over 1,5 week vlieg ik naar Tokyo voor de marathon. Mijn 7e inmiddels en na 4 maanden trainen ben ik er ook helemaal klaar voor! Japan! Wie had dat kunnen denken. En dan pingt mijn telefoon. En nog een keer. Whatsapp. Messenger. Facebook. Instagram. Mijn telefoon ontploft bijna. De eerste berichten duiden erop  dat de Tokyo marathon is afgelast. Heuh? Afgelast? Hoe dan? Waarom? Ik kan en wil het niet geloven. Continue reading

blessure vrij hardlopen voor de meisjes van Vijftig

Injury free running: yes, you can!

My left hip is burning, my left foot is aching. My achilles had been playing havoc ever since I ran the Boston marathon in April. But Chicago added some more aches. And suddenly, everyone in running land is expert. You just have to drop a question in a group (online or offline) and you’ll be drowning in advise. I have resorted to strength training in the gym, Supermans and lunges till I dropped and even the 30 day Plank Challenge is a bit too familiar to me. That core has to be strong! None of it helped me any further. With the Tokyo marathon in my near future I was convinced that I have to quit trying to use Google as doctor. I had heard a lof of good about Franklin van Doesburg. It’s time to call an expert.   Continue reading

Meisjes van vijftig hebben last van hormonale depressie

Depression in menopause

Tears were streaming down my cheek. My husband desperately tries to get an answer out between my hickups. I see his doubt and then his understanding: “Hormones again? ” . Up to now the peri-menopause was a breeze. Maybe I’m still at the beginning, but my night sweats are bearable. My weight is still under control. My breathing exercises help me with my palpitations. Physically I really can’t complain. Mentally though. A completely different story. The dark clouds hanging over my head, every time right before my period, those are less easy to deal with.

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The best Budget Travel tips for a memorable trip to Chicago

It’s the city of Barack Obama and Al Capone. Of pizzas and hot dogs. Of the Bean and of the Sears  Willis Tower. Of Oprah and Kanye West. A city I never would have visited if it wasn’t also the town of a Major Marathon: the Bank of America Chicago marathon. A town with so many faces that I hope I may come back next year, because I don’t doubt there is so much more to see. But lucky you! Because I had the opportunity to run 42 kilometers through the Windy City and because I walked it a week after that, I can now give you some tips to make the visit even more memorable.  Continue reading

4 marathons in one year. It is possible, even in menopause.

My feet felt like I was walking on needles. My knees were protesting with all their might. I had just taken my last gel. The drums of the band tried to elevate my mood. And then I saw the gate of Chinatown. This meant I was at the 35k point of the Bank of America Chicago Marathon. The pain in my feet didn’t seem that important anymore. With only 7k to go I knew: I will finish 4 marathons this year. I could smell that finish line in Grant park, Chicago. 

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Zwaaiknop op facebook? hoezo?

Who thought a wave button on Facebook would be a good idea?

I never thought I would say this. I mean, I built my own sites, since, well the beginning of the internet basically. Online communication is what I do. But still, some digital inventions would have been better off, if they’d had died on the designer table. Especially if they make me feel digitally clumsy.  Who for instance, thought a wave button on Facebook would be a good idea? Continue reading

Is there a connection between Alzheimer and Menopause?

Has it ever happened to you? Walking to the fridge, but as soon as you open the door you’ve forgotten what you needed. Opening Google, but your eye catches a quick Facebook update and you completely forget the question you wanted answers to. You know a 100% sure you put your glasses on the table, but now you need it, you can’t find it anywhere. You desperately get your spare glasses, the ones that don’t fit well, because you sat on them. When you put them on, you notice your regular ones are on your head. Sounds familiar? Lucky me! This means I’m not the only one questioning my wits.

The source for hot flashes, depression and night sweats can be found in our brain. 

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Is menopause troubling you? Book a trip!

It’s not going well. I have trouble concentrating. I’ve lost every wish to take on new stuff.  I can’t hold my thought even for a second. My whole body is prickly. If ants are partying under my skin. I’m forgetful. Other small aches are troubling me, not alarming enough to go to a doctor. But it makes it hard to function normally. “Don’t forget your moodyness”, my husband calls helpfully from the couch.

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Anything is possible in menopause

“Tell me, what can I do for you?”. My GP looks at me expectantly. Again. Since I passed 50, I’ve seen her more times than in the 20 years before. If not for periods that never end, it is for infections that keep flaring up, breasts that are killing me with pain or cramping that can’t  be averted with a overdose of Feminax.  This time my reason to visit is that my period isn’t coming at all.  For once I am glad: could it be that I’m finally released of this monthly returning flood. I wouldn’t mind that all!

No reason to be shy about it: Anything is possible when it comes to menopause. 

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The NYC Marathon: I really, REALLY, did it!

Holy shit. I did it! I still can’t believe it. I actually ran my first marathon. In New York. And it was such an overwhelming experience that I till this day, have a hard time finding the right words that will do justice to that wonderful day. I ran my first marathon in 5 hours 40 minutes. That is 15 minutes slower than I anticipated, but who cares? I actually finished the thing. Every 42 kilometer, even those 200 meters required to cross the line.  Continue reading

Positive powers: a runners project

Remember, my last blog post? About the positive energy I received from other runners and their stories? It didn’t matter how many times we first timers asked the same questions, the experienced runners were always prepared to put our minds to ease. Questions about food, gels, training schedules, injuries, the start village at NYC. Even the weather forecast. We communicated through Facebook, private message, email and in one case even by telephone. Some runners really touched me with their stories. And really showed the positive power of running. For example the woman who lost her father last week.  Continue reading

NYC marathon. Ready or not: Let’s do this!

Finally! It’s time to pack my bags. In exactly one week time, I’ll be trying to get some much needed sleep right before the bus will collect us runners and make sure we make it to the start on time. At 05h30. Yeah, you read that right: at half past five in the morning the bus will bring us to Staten Island. I’ll be starting at 11h00, so that will leave me plenty of time to ask myself what in the hell I was thinking when I signed up.

What the hell was I thinking when I signed up for this thing?

Should I have accumulated more miles? Faster miles? More running days? Should I have done more strength training? More yoga?  I should have eaten healthier. Shall I take another coffee or will I dehydrate too soon then? Or get diarrhea?  Will my stomach agree with another bagel?  Continue reading