Magic moments

  During my high school education I had several teachers changed for the subject Language and Literature. It seemed to me that whenever we got assignment to write an essay, I was getting poor grades. Regardless of the effort I put, regardless of the teacher involved I was getting poor grades. Nearing graduation I confronted my current teacher, and asked her, rather boldly: Why did you give me a bad grade? She replied:  I don't like your style.  I was furious, I continued asking: Did, I miss the topic? Does the essay have errors, is something incorrect? Her answer was:  NO, I just don't like it! What I instantly realized was that in order to get a good grade, I was required to match her style. I was suppose to make the essay likable for one person specifically and morph my style to match hers. OK, I thought to myself, Literature is a subject of criticism, so likability matters. I can live with that. On the other hand, the same teacher would often glorify authors that were unique

  Most people consider mountain biking an extreme sport. I strongly disagree. Let me explain, just bear with me 🐻 Something being extreme is a subjective matter, and depends on the point of view. Consider bringing a man from 1903 and taking him for a ride in your minivan on the highway at 120km/h. Would he consider that extreme? It is pretty common for me, not extreme for us at all, but for him it will be terrifying, borderline insane! Same applies for mountain biking. Given an average man of this day and age, riding a bike for a 5km on a mellow hill should be a common thing. Especially if kids are included, taking breaks along the way and having a snack at the top.   I would agree though, that making double flips on a downhill trail is a bit extreme, but that's just me, I'm sure its no big deal for Danny Macaskill. So I proved my point, OK ? 😎 Now, I have flown over the bars, had some serious injuries, but that's just part of the game. Its not a question of if you take a

 I have talked about this phenomena with several people, and mostly they share my view.  Rock climbing bonds friends. There is something magical that happens when you are tied to someone at the other side of the rope. A strange chemistry is brewing in your brain when your life is in the hands of someone else. It creates trust, it makes you humble and most importantly, it makes you feel strangely peaceful. It also trains you to be patient. You can't rush climbing, you can take any route, short or long, but never muscle it, gravity always wins, all it takes is patience and a lot of practice. I never competed in rock climbing, nor went in extreme conditions or trails, but climbing always felt appealing to me for its simplicity and gracefulness. Its a freestyle sport, you can climb wherever, whenever, however, as long as you enjoy and you take well established safety precautions .  The health benefits are many, you gain upper body strength, yet your body tends not to gain weight, gra

  Since I was a kid, I had an inclination towards sports. Not a passion, more like a thing. I was never the best at any, but I liked most sports and anything that had to do with running. I was a kid so I did not comprehended nor considered the health benefits of it, it was just fun. The place where I grew up was not very famous for any sport, and the common mentality was that you can not build a career in sports . So I took that advice and always considered sports as a past time, a side thing one should do for fun.  At grade school I played most sports as a part of PE, but Volleyball was the one that felt most natural. It was kind of an individual sport (contactless), yet very much a  team sport at the same time. So I liked it, and I played it through high school. I played and competed with my high school team. Even though we never won any significant competition, I still loved it.  After migrating for college I realized that in my country, cities are "one sport cities", ta