Welcome back! As you might remember, we were going to run the duinentrail in Schoorl. The event was last Sunday, and because it’s an 1,5 hour drive we decided to go there for a long weekend instead of just for the event itself. We arrived Friday in the end of the afternoon in a drizzling rain, hoping the weather would be better the rest of the weekend. I mean, hiking and running are a lot more fun when done in sunshine 😉 However, during the night we had some of the heaviest thunderstorms I have ever heard, so that was promising…
Saturday we went out to explore the area where the race would be, so we made a 15 km hike through the dunes of Schoorl. It’s a quite a beautiful dune area with a diverse nature and some steep dunes that would be absolute hell to run!
After the hike we could already collect our race bibs at a hotel. When we came home I got a little scared something was wrong because I did not receive a timing chip, but then I realized I probably said I would use my own chip when I signed up…. At that point I also started to get a little worried about my knee. Stephan decided to switch to the 14k, but I figured my knee would probably hold up after a month of active rest. Meaning: no running, but a lot of biking, hiking and knee exercises. But only time could really tell if everything went well, or would be a minor disaster. In every case I had decided to finish, no matter what. So even when I had to walk, I’d try to finish within the time limit of 4,5 hours.
Before the start I was really excited and nervous, did I make the right decision? Well, early on in the race I noticed I did not. Not only did my knee start to hurt after just a few kilometres, but because I had not run for a month it was merely impossible for me to run uphill! Now I know I have never been the biggest fan of running uphill, but at least I used to be capable of it for a while. This time it was a practically impossible to get up any hill, which was really frustrating. After I settled for walking all the uphills it went better, but the pain in my knee was not exactly becoming less. I was longing for the first aid station, but that appeared to be after kilometre 12, which was ‘slightly’ further from where I expected it :p To that point I could stumble on, but when I tried running away from the station the pain was excruciating. After a little bit of walking it was not so bad anymore so I could run the part over the beach. In the next dune section, after about 16k, I unfortunately had to stop, the pain became really too much. By that time I figured I had to be officially the last person on the track, but that I would be able to finish within the time limit anyway. I walked through the rest of the course (after getting a pain killer from another trailer, thanks!) and found out that I had not been the last person at the point I had to walk. In the end I did finish last of course, after 3.45 hours, but at least I did finish and I have a finisher shirt to prove it! 🙂
The next day my knee hurt like hell when we wanted to hike a last round before going home (it did fade after a while and I did not notice it again until after the ride home), and every muscle in my body was sore. After a week now I do not feel it anymore, so hopefully my next very short run will go fine.




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