-Sunday night reflections. Looking back at the highs, the lows, and everything this week has taught me.-

Good evening and happy Sunday, dear readers.
And as every Sunday, let’s start this quiet evening by looking back at the week.
Ready? Let’s begin.

This week had its ups and downs. There were days when I let myself go a little more, and others when I held on stronger. At times I was swallowed by sadness and melancholy. So many thoughts. Thoughts about wanting to reach many goals, and then falling into sadness because I feel like I’m not strong enough to start. Or because I think everything must be done perfectly, when the real perfection is simply starting.
I acknowledge that.

But surprisingly, despite all this, there were many positive things.
Before giving voice to my thoughts, let’s look at the weekly stats.

This week my average sleep score was 85, with an average of 7 hours and 13 minutes of sleep per night. A bit less than last week, but I had two early work shifts from 6 a.m. to 2 p.m., with the alarm at 4 a.m. Not ideal, but manageable.

Now let’s talk about one of my biggest addictions: coffee.
This week I drank 8 coffees, with an average of one per day, and today I allowed myself two.

I completed a total of 60 minutes of meditation, with some days at 10 minutes per session and others at 5. I must admit it’s becoming my little morning ritual, together with a glass of warm water. I’m happy about that. A calm mind in the morning helps me start the day well.

I read two books: one Japanese novel, and The Law of Attraction. A very powerful book whose teachings I will definitely carry with me. At the moment, I’m also reading the autobiography of Benjamin Franklin and Flow. I’m really happy to be reading so much. Reading takes me to a world of its own: just me, the book, and emotions.

My average screen time was 2 hours and 47 minutes per day, half of last week’s average, with 44 minutes per day on Instagram. Honestly, a great result. Most of the Instagram time happened on days when I felt sad, using it to cope with melancholy by watching other people’s stories. I won’t hide that I also used it to find inspiration, looking at profiles connected to what I’d like to do in the future.

Today, January 25th, the scale shows 80.65 kg, which means –1.2 kg this week. The hard work in training and a healthy diet are paying off. I am extremely happy.
For me, the number on the scale means very little. What really matters is how I feel, how confident I am when I look at myself. Sleeping well, feeling light, breathing more easily—these small things together make me truly happy.

Another week with no binge eating episodes. I enjoyed all my meals and didn’t need to escape into food. Since I stopped tracking macros and started following a balanced diet, I feel better. I’m really glad I deleted the app last week.

I completed 10 training sessions between running and gym workouts. A great result.
Yesterday, as I told you, was race day: my first trail running race on snow. What can I say—I couldn’t have ended the week better. I finished 10th out of 400 people, and 2nd in my category. I’m incredibly happy about this achievement. It proves my training is working.

Before the race, for several days, I strongly visualized myself on the podium. The Law of Attraction works. I believe in it. I attract what I desire.

Another beautiful part of this week was seeing my friend Eddy, which made me really happy, and talking on the phone with my “brother from another blood,” Junior. I nurtured real relationships, choosing them over empty friendships. Cultivating friendships is important, but filtering them and learning to say no to relationships that drain you is just as important.

Running my first race with my parents was special.
This week I also started supporting local vendors, buying fruit, vegetables, and fresh eggs at the market. Completely different taste. I’m not going back. I want to rely more on real food and less on processed food. I started buying real bread from a local bakery, and just walking there has become a small ritual that makes me feel good. I love bakeries and interacting with the people who work there.

Today, like last Sunday, was rest day. Or better, an active rest day: 40 minutes of easy spin bike just to loosen my legs after yesterday’s race.

Today I took the day for myself. My friend Thomas and I went out for lunch. I finally enjoyed my long-awaited bowl of ramen and onigiri. After all this time, I truly earned it. It was the best reward after yesterday’s race.

In the past, after ramen, I would usually binge on ice cream and sweets at home because I considered ramen a “cheat meal.” Today, I enjoyed my ramen, my onigiri, had a snack with Greek yogurt and homemade granola—and that was enough. I’m happy.

I’m happy because since starting this challenge, I’ve learned to enjoy food without labeling it as a cheat. I want real food, not junk food. Junk food gives nothing emotionally—only addiction to sugar and excess. I want food that tells a story, food that makes me feel connected to where it comes from.

Despite the ups and downs, I realize now how small the bad days were compared to what this week truly was:
real food, real friendships, time with my parents, physical well-being, and above all mental well-being in my relationship with food.

I’m grateful to myself. I’m grateful for being healthy, for being able to enjoy meals out, and for discovering new flavors without guilt.

Thank you.
Have a wonderful evening, dear readers.
See you tomorrow.