While my foot heals I’ve been spending more time on the indoor bike, which gives me a perfect excuse to watch some TV. There’s always a silver lining! This morning it was a beautiful documentary about McKenzie Barney, who has cycled around much of the world. She talked about freedom, slowing down and the epidemic

I saw one of the Dragons’ Den dragons on my feed announcing a debate on the question of, “Does Talent Want Well-Being or Growth?”. I reckon it misses the point. Well-being and growth aren’t opposites, they go hand in hand. But we think we’re forced to choose. No wonder so many people pick growth and

One thing that’s helped me with pretty much anything I’ve ever wanted to get better at: surround yourself with the people who are already really into it. Kayaking: I found the boaters who lived and breathed it. Same thing in mountain running: get around the people for whom it isn’t a hobby, it’s a way

I’ve been watching UTMB, a world trail racing festival in Chamonix, France. The metaphor of climbing mountains and finish lines feels very apt for life. The promise sounds reasonable: sort this, earn that, fix yourself, and then you can relax. It’s the way our culture does things: from elite athletes, to business people, to raising

It’s well past bedtime. Most of the water that was in the bath is now on the bathroom floor. Both kids are still sitting in an empty tub, delighted. All I want in the world is for them to be asleep and no longer my problem, like yesterday if possible. “My kingdom for sleeping children!”

I asked my six-year-old if he knew a calm, quiet place inside him. He said yes. Immediately, zero hesitation, no asking what I meant. Zach is six. He hasn’t done a ten-day silent retreat. He doesn’t sit crosslegged with a straight back, ignoring his throbbing knees and numb ankles with heroic equanimity. He doesn’t try