The Accident That Changed My Routine It’s been almost two weeks since that unexpected accident, the one that fractured the front ribs of my chest. To be honest, when it first happened, I was in shock. I had never broken a bone before, and suddenly my daily rhythm of training, swimming, cycling, and running was […]
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Sep
Sep
The Crash That Changed My Routine It is surprising how quickly life can flip. One day you are training hard, keeping a routine you have built for months or even years. And then suddenly, in just one accident, you are forced to stop. For me, it was a fractured wrist and pain in my chest […]
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Sep
Sep
The Crash That Changed My Season It was supposed to be a fun company bonding event. We all showed up to the go-kart track with excitement buzzing in the air. I had never driven one before, so I wasn’t there to race, just to try something new. But sometimes life surprises us in the harshest […]
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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
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 Morning That Made Me Stop It was one of those mornings when I had a hundred things running through my head. I was walking fast through the streets of London, coffee in one hand and my phone in the other. My calendar was full, my mind already three hours ahead. Then, out of nowhere, […]
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Aug
Aug
That night with the book on my desk It was one of those nights when my brain felt like a messy desk. I had assignments piling up, emails unanswered, and a mind that refused to switch off. Out of habit, I grabbed a book from the stack beside my bed. I told myself, “Just a […]