Exactly one year ago, while Holland was celebrating the King’s birthday, I left everything behind in order to fulfil my biggest dream: live and work in New Zealand. That day, I said goodbye to my loved ones, not knowing when we would see each other again. Well, one thing I never imagined to happen is, that I would be separated from them for such a long time and actually achieving the goals I defined before I started this journey. But I also didn’t expect to be back in Holland around the same time one year later, not having my own place to live anymore, all my belongings stored in boxes, waiting for the completion of my very first house. Continue Reading
I hear you thinking ‘Den What’? Is that a place or a city? And where is it located? In case you never heard of Den Helder before – and I can’t blame you for that if you don’t live in Holland – it’s a town located beside the coast in the Upper Northwest of Holland, about 1,5-hour drive away from where I live. Last Sunday, the yearly half marathon event of Den Helder was held, and I decided very last minute to participate. I knew, that it would be the last chance to participate in a race before heading to New Zealand, so I thought, why not. Moreover, it was also a nice opportunity to test my training results so far. And I can tell you, a test it was, for sure!
I love running! It makes me clear my mind, let me feel free, challenges my body and gets me into the outdoors. Sometimes, a day not running feels like a day not having lived. But this wasn’t always the case, trust me. When I look 10 years back from now, I didn’t practice any sports at all. In fact, I hated sports.