Everyday life in the 21st century is conducted at a hundred miles an hour.
Being busy has become a badge of honour and rushing around like a lunatic appears to be the norm.
Work, commuting, household chores, the wife, keeping fit, socialising, hobbies, family and friends – they are all competing for a slot in my schedule.
And there never seem to be enough hours in the day to fit everything in.
This non-stop approach has filtered its way into my outdoor adventures.
As an avid walker, I’m always trying to trek as many miles as possible or tick off the maximum number of peaks.
‘Every minute in the wild counts, I’ve got to make the most of it’ has been my mantra.
But recently I’ve tweaked this strategy.
Part way through a walk, I now take half an hour out to simply stay still and quiet.
It’s proved a revolution.
Far from a waste of time, this 30-minute interlude has often been the highlight.
It’s a brilliant way to relax.
I wind down from 100mph to standstill. I forget about work and emails and deadlines and simply switch off.
Choose a beauty spot like this bridge I discovered last night near Buttermere and the calming effect is multiplied tenfold.
Taking the time to stop, be still, listen and observe also heightens your connection with the landscape.
On another day I probably would have marched passed the bridge in an instant, barely giving it a second glance.
But today I experienced its stunning and varied views in all four directions.
I enjoyed the soothing hum of the stream and I breathed in the sense of being a million miles from normal existence.
It was the perfect location to have been stationary and alone and silent.
As my outdoor adventures continue, I can’t wait to find similar havens where I – and time – can stand still.