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 pause that changes everything It was just a normal evening. I was walking home after training, headphones in, the city buzzing around me. Then suddenly, I looked up. The sky was painted in soft shades of pink and purple, and for a moment, everything slowed down. I stopped in my tracks. No rush, […]
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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 […]
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Sep
Sep
The Night I Showed Up Anyway It was 9 p.m., the end of a long day, and I couldn’t stop smiling. My body was tired from training, my hair still carried the scent of chlorine, and yet my heart was full. Why? Because I showed up. That morning started with cycling. By evening, after work, […]
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Sep
Sep
It was a Monday night, around 10:23. The kind of night where the rain had been pouring for hours, the air felt cooler than usual, and all I craved was a bowl of hot soup. That’s exactly what I did after work – gathered with colleagues at a small local spot, laughing and sharing dumplings […]
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Sep
Sep
Saturday Morning: Brick Training and Mental Wins It was the second week back to full training, and honestly, my schedule was bursting at the seams. Saturday morning started with a brick session—40 km cycling followed by a 7 km run. It had been more than a month since my last brick, so I was both […]
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Sep
Sep
A Rainy Run and a Reminder I still remember the morning I first picked up The Obstacle Is the Way. It was during a season when training felt heavier than usual. I had an upcoming race, but my body was tired, my mind distracted, and even simple runs felt like dragging a boulder uphill. One […]
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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 First Time I Picked Up Frankl’s Book I still remember the moment I first opened Viktor Frankl’s Man’s Search for Meaning. I was curled up in the corner of a library, one of those quiet afternoons when you’re just looking for something to inspire you. Honestly, I thought it was going to be just […]
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Aug
Aug
A Coffee Shop Realization As I was sitting in a small coffee shop near campus during my university days, I was sipping on a latte after hours of Finance coursework and Fine Arts projects. My eyes were heavy from the late nights, my brain tired from endless group projects, but something else felt even heavier. […]