As we continued to talk, I became more detached from the highly engaging conversation. Not detached because I was distracted, but because I was thinking. I’d had an insight. 

 I must have been listening to Taylor Swift that morning because about one hour and thirty minutes into the free-flowing conversation I was ready to interrupt. “Guys, I don’t think anything we have shared is particularly revelatory.”

That’s the thing about life, you have to try things in the full knowledge that it could be a terrible idea. A Brit moved to Sri Lanka to try the digital nomad life and ended up starting my new favourite Black Honey Café. So, try something, at the very least you’ll get a cool t-shirt, at best you might open a new café.

I am writing to you this week from a cafe in Amsterdam, having just completed the Half-Ironman at the weekend. As I sit to reflect on the race, I wanted to share those reflections with you. Find out what I learned and how you can start applying those learnings in your life today, to start living not good but great days.

Maybe it was the gym. You got the membership, bought the gear, and rode the wave of motivation for a week or two. But then work got busy, life got noisy, the wave flattened, you found excuses not to go and the new ritual slowly faded.

As I write to you and reflect back now, I think back to that moment of taking the decision. I was stepping into the unknown. I, as we all humans do, crave certainty, but I intentionally chose a path of great uncertainty. At the time, my mind was spiralling through all the things that could go wrong. What if I failed? What if we ran out of money? What if I wasn’t good enough?