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Rich Roll - Finding Ultra

If there’s one book I’d recommend to anyone who feels stuck, it would be  Finding Ultra  by Rich Roll. It was July 2022. I was in the Netherlands, fresh out of university, trying to shake off the aftermath of years battling depression and burnout. My body was in the worst shape it had ever been. I had spent weeks in bed, barely moving, eating just to feel something. My mental health was still fragile, and my self-esteem felt like it had sunk to the deepest spot in the ocean. I was desperate to find a way out. That’s when my boyfriend handed me a book. It was  Finding Ultra . Rich Roll’s story struck me immediately. The moment he described not being able to walk up a flight of stairs without dry heaving — that hit home. Something in me cracked open. A week later, I signed up for the Half Ironman Westfriesland. Yes. You read that right. I couldn’t run a single kilometer without setting my lungs on fire. I didn’t own a bike. I hadn’t swum a pool length since midd...

Post-Race Blues: The Bonk No One Talks About

Congratulations! You’ve just crossed the finish line of your race. You trained for weeks, maybe months, gave it everything, and celebrated with that much-deserved pizza or sushi. You’re sore but proud. Life is good. And then the next day… it hits. Not a pulled muscle or DOMS (though, sure, that too). No, I’m talking about the full-body, full-brain shutdown known as the  post-race blues . A severe case of the “I don’t want to’s.” You don't want to move. Don’t want to train. Don’t even want to care. That’s what happened to me. One day I was celebrating a PB in my half marathon — legs sore, sushi on the couch, full of dopamine and dreams. And then boom. Mental crash. Not sadness, exactly. Just... apathy. Like my entire motivation system quietly packed a bag and left town. For the past week and a half, I’ve managed three 40-minute bike spins. Zone 1. Barely moving. Everything else — gone. No running. No structured training. Definitely no triathlon content on my feed (seriousl...