Every Wednesday evening, right in the middle of my training week, I head to my physiotherapy session after work. By that point, my body usually tells the truth. Legs heavy. Hips tight. Shoulders quietly holding stress I didn’t notice during the day. Midweek is always the most honest checkpoint of my training cycle. For almost […]
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Jan
Jan
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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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 […]
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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 […]
05
Oct
Oct
A Walk Around the Building A loop around my apartment building is about 500 meters. Normally, that would sound like nothing to me. I’m used to waking up at 5 AM, meditating, stretching, then heading out for a run, swim, or cycling session that lasts two hours or more. Long training sessions are my comfort […]
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Sep
Sep
The accident I didn’t see coming Last Friday, my company hosted a bonding event at a go-kart track. I had never done go-kart racing before. My intention was simple: go slow, enjoy the ride, and not push for speed. But life doesn’t always follow our plans. On my second round, I misjudged a turn. The […]
09
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, […]
07
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
The night I couldn’t sleep… again Lying in bed one night, staring at the ceiling, counting the hours I was losing. My body was screaming for rest after a brutal training session, but my mind was running laps faster than my legs ever could. The clock ticked past 2 a.m., then 3 a.m., and I […]
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Aug
Aug
Slipping back into the water after a long break. Today was my first swimming practice in weeks. I hadn’t been in the pool for a while because I wasn’t feeling well, and I could feel my body missing it. Swimming has always had a special place in my heart. I wouldn’t call myself the fastest […]