Almost 2 months ago, I seriously injured my knee (ACL rupture + tear of both menisci). I’ve been experiencing this weird thing where my body can no longer support me and as a result. this feeling of losing ground, literally. Since then, my world has only revolved around one thing, my knee, with no way to forget it.
Continue reading “Self-portrait”“If you got a trumpet, get on your feet and blow it!” (Nick Cave)
I wish us all a sparking year! 
Love, Ethel
My intention for this text was to write about books and specifically “Let Your Mind Run” by Deena Kastor and Michelle Hamilton, which I found utterly inspiring. The book retraces the story of long-distance runner Deena Kastor, an Olympic medalist and the American female record holder in the marathon (from 2014 to 2022). In this fascinating read, Deena explains how mind and body can work together and combine their forces to reach full potential. Over her extensive career, she developed mental techniques through optimism, gratitude and ‘mindfulness running’, to not only improve her results, but to find balance as an athlete and as a human being. Her book, and the many interviews and videos I watched with her, made a very strong impression on me. So much, that I told myself I’d need to read this book again and again like a good album that I would play over and over.
Continue reading “Almost There…”
There are moments in life where we encounter curious signs and experience situations that can’t be simple coincidences. Maybe it will be expressed through a déjà vu, repeated encounters, or the sudden clarity that two separate events are in fact related. In any form, these little mysteries are worth noticing. Indeed, the universe may wink and nod at us for a reason.
Continue reading “The Fish who Didn’t Want to be a Fish”When I was ten, our school held a running race in which I was eager to participate. I knew one girl was unbeatable, but I still had my chances to be on the podium. During the race, I was a solid second and a turn away from the finishing line, I was envisioning the silver medal around my neck. But, while passing behind the last line of trees away from the spectators’ eyes, I felt something abnormal in my back, as if someone was pushing me. I fell flat on the ground and I vividly remember the amount of feet jumping over me, annoyed to be slowed down by a crawling obstacle. I wasted precious seconds trying to get back on my legs. As giving up was not an option, I sprinted to the finish line and managed to arrive fourth — the worst place: good effort, no medal.
This blog started more than a year ago, and I still haven’t explained the choice of its title The Moons They Change.
Continue reading “The Moons They Change”
Last week I had a weird dream: the pizza, that I prepared with love, was burning in the oven, and worse, the tray that it was on was melting too. The whole situation was painful to watch, especially as the smell of the pizza was so very appetizing. I was annoyed with myself for not looking at the timer and letting this mess happen. As I’m writing this down, some more details come back to mind: I remember that I was actually busy helping someone else who left their bake in the oven next to mine. The problem was that this other bake was continuously sliding on its tray and I had to put a lot of effort to balance the moving object. When I was finally free to get back to my pizza, it was just too late. For the context, we did watch “The Great British Bake Off” the night before, but I have a hunch that the dream points out at something deeper…
Continue reading “Sleep Tight”(I wish I could say: I have 5K followers! so, please subscribe and share!)
A few days ago on the 5th of November, I ran my first 5K (Hurray!) I have to admit I’m quite proud of myself because for once, I trained patiently with a running app (C25K: From Couch to 5 Km) and never went overboard thinking I’m invincible, I can do more — which would be my style: after all, running thirty minutes is peanuts, right? Except that naturally, I’m more of a sprinter, starting full-on and stopping dead, coughing up my lungs and holding my stomach a few hundred yards later. So my goal was to change my habits and work on my weak point, endurance. Plus, the idea was to get there injury-free and enjoy every run of the trip! I’m definitely on for the 10K next.
Let me know what inspires you on social media! — Or have we forgotten that one of the reasons we go there is to be inspired by the lives of others?
Last July and for the whole month, I stopped going on Facebook. It had taken too much of my time (and energy) and I came to the realization that those hours were mainly filled with not much, if not nothing. That month was a turning point: I understood that I had needs that had to be fulfilled if I wanted to feel good and positive. These were quite simple: to be outside in the daylight (especially since I am a bad sleeper) and to move and do sports.
Continue reading “Social Dilemna”
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