I did it! I ran the marktstad run in Purmerend, on September 2nd 2016 . 21.1 kilometers of hell. I knew it would be hard, but not this hard. In the beginning you’re just running with the group, its fun, people are cheering you on, there’s music...until suddenly you realise you’re going way too fast and you’re never going to make 21 km at this pace. After 8km you spread out of the cluster and you’re going at your own pace. You find yourself alone, with all the demons inside telling you to stop of course. It was at 11km that I wanted start walking, half way through... give me a break already!! But i kept going, I figured what good will it do if i stop now. I was in pain, and i wanted to get a reward from it. Reaching the end was the best reward i could have asked for. I was alone, I didn’t need anyone to tell me how i did, or give me a pat on the back, I was proud of myself, and that was all i needed.