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🪟 The Window (The Portal of Inspiration) When you look through the window, the landscape changes. It is no longer about you; it is about what is possible. If they could do it…
Today was not a perfectly optimized masterpiece. It was one of those days that eats your calendar and leaves you negotiating with the clock. By the time I got out, it was after…
Normally I chew through ten thousand before lunch, barely noticing, like some kind of background process running while life happens. Today, five thousand felt suspiciously…
Recovery is supposed to be slow. Careful. Responsible. The kind of word doctors say with a calm voice and a clipboard in hand. Yesterday I hit 5 kilometers again after surgery.…
Today was one of those “why do I live here” weather days. The sky was heavy, the canal looked like brushed steel, and the trees were standing around completely naked, no shame…
Normally Tuesdays mean office chairs, stacked meetings, and a step count that barely qualifies as movement. I skipped the office for recovery, which apparently just freed up…
Three photos, one aggressively grey sky, and more steps than yesterday. That’s the whole story, no director’s cut needed. The weather toned it down today, flat clouds, zero…
It’s starting to feel like getting out for three walks in a week qualifies as a minor miracle. Not quite parting-the-seas level, but definitely “should probably buy a lottery…
Some days, your body taps out before your brain even gets a chance to argue. Today was one of those days. By noon, the idea of my usual lunch break walk felt about as appealing…
Wrapped one project this morning and hit the canal like it owed me clarity. Ten kilometers later, the only thing clearer was the water, mirroring bare trees and skies that…
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