This morning, my body woke me up at 5 a.m. No alarm.No rush.Just that quiet, gentle awareness that it was time. The sky was still dark. My legs felt rested. My mind felt… clear. I rolled out of bed, sat down for 20 minutes of meditation, and felt myself land fully in the day before […]
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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 […]
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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 […]
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Oct
Oct
Why Your Mornings Matter Have you ever rolled out of bed, reached straight for your phone, and felt drained before the day even started? I have been there. In university, I sometimes hit snooze multiple times, rush through breakfast, and arrive in class already tired. It was not that I was sleeping too little. It […]
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Sep
Sep
The quiet power of 10 minutes Every night, before I close my eyes, there is a ritual I never skip. After journaling, I pick up a book and spend just 10 minutes reading. Nothing fancy. No marathon chapters. Just a pocket of time for my mind to wander into another world. Lately, it has been […]
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Sep
Sep
A quiet page, a noisy mind The other night I sat down with my notebook, exhausted from training and buzzing with a hundred unfinished thoughts. Work tasks, triathlon schedules, messages I hadn’t replied to, it all felt like a noisy room in my head. I opened a blank page, wrote “Okay, what’s bothering me right […]
03
Sep
Sep
When the Run Feels Impossible This morning, I laced up my shoes for a tempo run that was supposed to be straightforward on paper. Seven sets. Two kilometers each. Two minutes of rest in between. The target pace: 5:10 to 5:15 per kilometer. But my legs had other plans. They felt like bricks. By the […]
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Aug
Aug
The Morning That Began in Shadows The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the heaviness in my chest. The night had been restless – coughs breaking my sleep, leaving me foggy and worn out. Most people would have chosen to rest a little longer, to delay the alarm, to give in. But […]
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Jun
Jun
The Power of Pen and Paper I love writing. In an age of constant noise, swiping, and scrolling, journaling has become my way of pausing—of listening inwards instead of outwards. It’s a practice of returning to myself. Over the years, I’ve experimented with many types of journal prompts. Some were simple reflection questions, others were […]
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Jun
Jun
Tonight, I wrapped up my second training session of the day—swimming practice with Coach Khoa at 8 PM. As I walked home and sat down to unwind, I felt an overwhelming sense of pride. It’s hard to describe the calm that follows a tough but fulfilling workout. Today’s session was full of leg drills and […]
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