When the weather is fine, I like to go into the woods behind the house. I get on my bicycle and enjoy the smell, the fresh air, the shade and also the effort, when I pedal hard uphill, then flying down from the top of the hill to the bottom, when the wind whistles in my ears and I can keep up with the speed of the cars travelling down the hill.

If the day has been tiring or the anger too great, the weather doesn’t matter at all. I have to get out with my running shoes on my feet or on my mountain bike. Up the hill, sweating and out of breath. With every push on the pedals, the anger or frustration subsides and when I reach home again, I feel as if I have been reborn, a nice good-tempered person, who again values the world and all its creatures. One can say that for me movement is a psycho-hygiene, necessary to be able to cope with stressful and annoying events without damage. It also has fantastic side-effects, which, as far as health is concerned, are incalculable.Read More »