It had to happen: ladies and gents, welcome to my first podcast ever. I admit I struggled with this idea for at least 6 months, but it finally happened. At the end of this post you’ll find my first 5 minutes of talking in an ad-hoc English to the whole blogosphere. But don’t be gentle. Please, be harsh, severe and point me to the points where I’m ridiculous, out of my mind or just plain wrong.
I know I’m doing a lot of bad stuff when it comes to my English, but this time I’m actually talking out loud, with my own voice, so it must be something really entertaining. So please, use the comments to criticize, adjust, rant or just shout in disagreement :-).
If you need a little bit of a preview, here’s what you can find in this 5 minutes podcast:
- various perceptions of limitation and what are the areas in which we feel it the most: limitation is sometimes about money, sometimes about social life and sometimes about physical movement.
- standard answer to limitation is frustration, non-standard answer is acceptance. That one was a bit hard to chew for me.
- how the world changed around me after I accepted limitation and how I got saved by a white horse after I got stuck in snow 4 times.
That being said, thank you so much for listening. I’m ready to be slaughtered. Be merciless 🙂
Oh, you can start by clicking the “play” button below.
Later edit: this post has quite a history: while I was moving the blog from one hosting company to another, the audio file was lost somewhere in transition. I don’t know how much time the page stayed blank, with just the text and no audio file linked, but it happened. As of December 2015, I’m happy to report that the audio file was restored. If you came here looking for audio content, there’s been a lot added to the Audio page.
Running For My Life - from zero to ultramarathoner
The spooky thing about depression is that it sneaks in. There aren’t really trumpets and loud voices announcing: “Hail, hail, this is depression entering the room, all rise!” Nope. It’s slow, silent, creepy. It doesn’t even look like depression. It starts with small isolation thoughts like: “Maybe I shouldn’t get out today, I just don’t feel like going out”. And then it does the same next day. And then the day after that and so on. And then it starts to whisper louder and louder in your ears: “Why would you go outside, you loser? Didn’t have enough yet? Want more people to make fun of how much of a big, fat loser you are?”
And then you start to breath in guilt and shame, instead of air. Every breathe you take is putting more dark thoughts into your body.
Until you get stuck. You can’t move anymore. At all.
If you want to know how I got out of this space, eventually, check out my latest book on Amazon and Kindle.