Self-leadership en action

There, miles away it seems, barely visible or already too visible, and surely way too far. Still, I will be there sooner than I may thought with one very simple recipe… chasing one feet with the other and keep at it until the pass. For success? Simple recipe are the…

It happened just after 10am. Who would have thought the attack would have been so violent? Just there, on the corner of the grey rock before the pass… viciously attacked by the smell of snickers innocently fulfilling their destiny of being eaten. 5 hours later… still haunted… and 8 more…

We know, we know… it’s all about the rhythm… the rhythm of the bag on the back, the shoe on the ground, the water in the bottle, the muscles in the legs, the walking sticks on the side, the breath in and out, the heart and its drumbeat, the balance…

A place to sleep and rest? A name? An objective? A step that simply follows the previous one? Destination no longer matters, only the steps I take, the view I see, the path I discovered, the daily small success of reaching the night’s accommodation safely, happy, smiling with stars in…

21 thoughts for 12 days, not even 2 thoughts per days… tough job, especially with an average 55000 steps per day… 55000 steps per day… “What on earth I’m doing it here?” type of thoughts 55000 time? Rather… “Damn it… where is my fit-bit bracelet that at least I could…

And the fish went on a hike lost on a high road for 21 thoughts and 12 days, 174 km, 11000 meters up, 12160 going down… Lost at times and found again that sense of anticipation and satisfaction, just there attached to two feet clinging nervously on a slope.