It’s around 9 p.m. now.The house is quiet. My phone is face down. The lights are softer than usual. This is the moment I protect the most. Not because it’s productive.Not because it checks anything off my list.But because it feels like a doorway. The space between doing and sleeping.The space between who I was […]
12
Jan
Jan
Monday shows up quietly on my triathlon calendar. No intervals.No long runs.No alarms set with pressure in my chest. Just space. Today is my full recovery day, the one day of the week where I don’t train at all. Instead of chasing numbers or heart rate zones, I slow everything down. This morning, that looked […]
05
Jan
Jan
It feels really good to sit down and write again. I realized the other day that I had not published a blog post in almost two months. Not because I did not want to write, but because life felt full. Busy in a quiet but intense way. Healing. Rebuilding. Learning how to listen to my […]
01
Nov
Nov
It’s been a while since I last sat down to write a blog post. Life lately has been a swirl of projects, emails, and plans that seem to multiply overnight. But beneath all that busyness, something deeper has been unfolding, a slow, quiet kind of healing. For months, my world revolved around recovery. The crash […]
14
Oct
Oct
It started on a quiet evening when I was sitting at my desk, staring at an old vision board I made years ago. The corners had curled, the images had faded, but something about it still pulled me in. There was a photo of a woman standing on a mountain, arms open wide. Another of […]
13
Oct
Oct
A quiet morning moment It was early, maybe 5.30 AM. The city was still half-asleep. I sat near the window, holding a warm cup of tea, watching sunlight slowly climb the buildings across the street. For a few minutes, there was no noise, no rush, no notifications, just stillness. In that moment, something shifted inside […]
12
Oct
Oct
A Morning Moment That Changed Everything It started with something so small I almost missed it.One quiet morning, I was washing my cup after breakfast. The sunlight hit the kitchen sink just right, and the warm water ran gently over my hands. I wasn’t thinking about my to-do list or my phone. For a few […]
10
Oct
Oct
It was a Friday morning, and my mind was already sprinting before my body had even moved. Emails, meetings, deadlines, messages, everything rushed in at once. I caught myself holding my breath without even realizing it, that subtle tightness in my chest that shows up when life feels like too much. So, I paused. One […]
09
Oct
Oct
It was a rainy Sunday afternoon when I found myself sitting quietly at a small café near my apartment. My laptop was open, a half-finished cup of green tea beside me, and my search bar filled with “best self-help books to read.” The list was endless. Titles that promised to change your life in 30 […]
08
Oct
Oct
The quiet comeback of movement For most of my adult life, walking never counted as a “real” workout. I ran. I swam. I biked for hours under the sun. I trained for triathlons, chased speed, and tracked numbers. Walking was what I did between training sessions, not the training itself. But three weeks ago, everything […]