It was still dark when my alarm went off. That soft, quiet hour when the city hasn’t fully woken up yet, when your body feels heavy but your mind feels strangely open. I slipped out of bed at 4:30 a.m., tied my shoes, and headed to Sala while the streets were still calm and forgiving. […]
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Jan
Jan
It was Sunday evening, 9:16pm.The kind of quiet where the week finally settles in your body. My legs were tired, but in a good way. Not the sharp, scary tired I remember from injury days. This was different. Warm. Earned. I had cycled 40km that morning. Nothing wild. Nothing to brag about. But enough to […]
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Jul
Jul
Not Every Day is a Peak Day There’s a quiet kind of strength that comes not from breaking records or crossing finish lines—but from simply showing up when everything inside you wants to hide. As an endurance athlete and someone who trains daily, I’ve learned that not every day feels good. Not every run is […]