For me, it doesn’t come naturally to think about myself first. By default, I’m thinking about what would please other people, although I know it should be the other way around. If I don’t pay enough attention, I lose myself in the process, and I feel frustrated and sad.

Since I gave birth to Ellie, I haven’t really got back to sports (I will back soon, though ^^). I still have some belly fat to lose and it doesn’t make me feel bad or anything. It’s there and I accept it.

When you have all the time in the world, what do you do?

I used to travel running after monuments to see, museums to visit, must-eat restaurants, … My expectations were so high that once I got to experience that stuff, I wouldn’t even feel satisfied. I would feel like “meh”. And let’s be honest, most of what I was doing was just to brag about it back home.

At 25, you think you’ve figured all out.

If you’re not 100% happy in your life, helping others won’t fill the gaps.

It doesn’t come naturally to embrace failure.

I like to observe Ellie – how persistent and determined she is by trying to reach stuff that she’s not supposed to play with. She knows what she wants, and she knows exactly how to get it (although her arms and legs are not well coordinated yet ^^).

What makes Life interesting isn’t about your successes per se…