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At times I do enjoy playing with words.

I went to Lynton today to get some peace and rest. The last few days were quite eventful in many ways and I simply needed a desert day.

When I arrived, I wanted to just lie down and go to sleep, but as I was welcomed by beautiful sunshine, I forced myself to go at least for a short walk in the Valley of Rocks. I forgot how windy this place can be. A few times I thought about going back, but I pushed myself to climb at least to my favourite rock. There were moments when it was hard to stay upright, that’s how gusty the wind was. I had to put the hood on even before I started climbing up. There was that constant wooshing sound around. You could almost hear the next blow before feeling it. When I was walking back down the wind was coming from a different direction and it started ‘playing’ on my jacket. The dangling elastics on my zip pockets were rattling against the main fabric and the hood was flapping like a loose sail. When I got to the bottom of the valley, it was a bit warmer and I took the hood off. I was walking against the wind and it was blowing right through my hair. The sensation was just phenomenal. It was like with every single gust of wind, there was something blown out of my mind. I felt like I was getting more and more headspace – physically and metaphorically.

I always thought that there was something powerful about taking your thinking outside. It’s like sometimes (in my case rather often) you need to have your mind blown – literally. It makes space, changes perspective, refreshes and cools down and brings peace. I guess, that’s where my idea of coaching the mountains comes from.

Whatever is on your mind, on your heart and in your soul – take your thinking outside. Take it for a walk, for a run, a ride, a hike – whatever speaks to you – just take it outside and see what happens.